1. Different Gyms Do Train The Body Better!


    Date: 5/11/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Lactation, Romance, Violence, Author: DunafromSOL, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    of her disrespect for me and our marriage. I couldn’t live with that. I couldn’t remain married to this woman: this woman that I had loved for so long. She just fucked everything up. Maybe I wasn’t as a good a person as Ann; I just couldn’t forgive and forget. Ever. I had to move on, and I had to have my revenge. Since killing a cheating wife and her lover wasn’t considered socially acceptable, I would have to get my pound of flesh in some other way. These thoughts swirled in my head until I finally fell asleep. My children are so old they could go to me freely and I could meet them a lot. The next day I went to the lawyer and we discussed about my possibilities. Since we had no prenuptial agreement, all marital assets would be divided in 50-50%. Since my inheritance paid for our down-payment, I would most likely be entitled to a greater share of the proceeds from the sale of the house. He told me that the children were old enough that their wishes would be factored into the physical custody arrangement, but that their mother had been the primary caretaker for most of their lives, so she was more likely to get primary physical custody. He told me that there was a chance of 50/50 physical custody as well, but only if the parties agreed. The lawyer told me that the house would remain intact until the youngest child became 18 years old and either we could sell and to share 50-50%, less my down payment. Although she had a full-time teaching job, I made significantly more money ...
    that Melinda, and I had a lot more in my retirement accounts than she had. My lawyer told me I would likely have to pay her alimony for some time, and child support as well (unless I had primary physical custody). I told him that I wanted from the divorce, and told him I would get her to agree to my terms. He said that all documents would be ready in a week. I thought my children would come home before this. I went to the banks and I organized our bank interests for the divorce proceedings. I checked the time: it was time for my early return. I parked my car down the block from our house and I took my bag of weapons and walked to my home. I entered the house silently through the backdoor. The coast was clear. I crept upstairs to the master bedroom (the bitch!). I burst into the bedroom and I shot the fucking cheaters who were going at it doggy style. I shot both salt cartridges into them. They literally flew off the bed, howling in pain and fear. I admired my handiwork for a few moments. When the two cheaters realized that they were not alone, and not seriously wounded (though in a great deal of pain), I threw the empty shotgun to the floor and cleared my throat. They froze, staring at me with grimaces of pain etched on their faces. I stared at them with a look of contempt on my face. I slowly, deliberately took the pistol out of my jacket pocket. Then, I let a look of rage break out over my face. “I’ll kill you!” I shouted. The young lover boy and my cheating wife screamed in ...
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