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Anal fisting was how I would make my best friend’s husband pay for hurting her. As I watched my friend cry over the cheating jerk, I began to devise a plan in my head on how I would make him pay for hurting her.

 
Usually, I wouldn’t care about a cheating husband. I mean after all sometimes married men are a lot of fun. I love a good no-strings-attached fuck. Some of the wives are true ice queens and deserve for their man to cheat. No man can live without getting pussy or with the boring missionary position for very long. But my friend is no prude. I know from college she is one hot fuck. I haven’t had any of that sweet pussy in a while but we still share stories and I know she is a devoted wife and hot lay. I would make him pay for being an asshole with his anal cherry. A bit of asshole stretching and anal fisting would be a perfect revenge.
 

Ass stretching anal fisting would teach him! 

 
My plan was simple. If he would cheat with a cheap slut, he would cheat on her with me. I may be a slut, but I am definitely not cheap! So, one night while my friend was at work I dropped by their place. I won’t bore you with the details of how we ended up naked, but it didn’t take long to get him into a compromising position. By the time my friend came home, I had transformed into my bitch dom persona. I was elbow deep in the cheater’s asshole giving his an anal fisting he would never forget. He was crying and begging for mercy and all my friend could do was laugh at his sorry predicament. She followed my lead and jumped right into character. She took my punishment even further by using rubber bands on his cock and clothespins to his balls.
 
Cock and ball torture and anal fisting had never been so much fun. The sad this was what I meant to be pure evil punishment was actually enjoyed. Once we removed the rubber bands, he spewed like a geyser. Oh well, it was still fun for us! 
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