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Dear Jane,

I am so sorry to have to tell you but our marriage is finally and really over and I never thought that I would ever say this to you but shit just happen sometimes. I guess it all began when I realized just how nasty a skank you really was. Don't you be a lookin' for me 'cause I won't be there when you finally get released from county.

Hold on and be prepared to be grossed out. I. M. Telling has been at it again with the final farewell from a woman's husband in this Redneck satire.

Content Warning: This story is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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The first time I came that night with Denise was orally. She took total charge and made me lay down flat on my back while she went down on me. I hate to admit it but later, I felt I had to lie to Connie about how good Denise was at sucking cock but, since that night, Connie has had a lot of practice and I’d match her skills against anyone and she is just as good at it now as Denise is, and probably better.

I really love it when a woman begs me to shoot cum in her mouth and it’s extra special when the woman swallows, rather than spitting it back out on you or into a napkin. I really feel that the act of consuming a man’s seed is one thing that a woman can do for a man that really has her giving herself to her partner. I really pity men whose wives won’t do that for them. Don’t those wives ever stop to think or realize that there are other women available to their husbands who will?

After I came that first time in her mouth, Denise and I were lying on the bed together and Connie came over and sat down next to us. Now, at this point in the evening, Connie still had all her clothes on. Since this was my surprise party, I think her original plan was just to let me enjoy Denise one-on-one. 

Since it had been over six years since I had been with another woman besides Connie, it didn’t take me long before I was able to rise to the occasion (drum roll please). This time, I wanted my cock buried inside of Denise’s pussy… that was something that I was going to insist on. The only problem however, was that I did not have any condoms.  I asked Connie, “Did you happen to think about picking up any condoms?”

It was Denise that whispered, “Baby, you don’t need one with me, I’d rather you didn’t use one anyway. I like having a man cum inside me.”

Wow, I thought, I had never had a woman say anything like that to me before. The thing is, I hate the damn things myself, maybe because it just seems to interrupt the flow, pardon the pun.  Taking the time to stop what you are doing, find one, get it open and then rolled out can kill the moment, at least that is the way it is for me.

I turned and looked at Connie to see what she thought and she blew me away when she said, “I don’t like them either. It feels so much better when the man fills you up. It really makes you feel like a woman.”

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