Since we're getting divorced, I think it's only fair that I tell you your dad's been fucking my brains out for the last four years and I'm completely addicted to his throbbing hard cock that's bigger than yours by the way stretching my tight wet cunt and hungry asshole while I call him dad and squirt runs down my thighs and knees and my legs cannot stop shaking.

I knew from the time you told me he was an abusive high functioning alcoholic that beat you and cheated on your mother but I feel obligated to tell you he's also very violent in the bedroom ramming his hard cock up my asshole while he choked me and spat in my face calling me his dumb little slut toy made me violently orgasm harder than I've ever came with you.

I was his German fucktoy, and he could get me to do almost anything he wanted. He's the first man I was able to share incredibly intimate things with without feeling that he would judge me. I told him how I've cheated on you dozens of times but I justified it by convincing myself that they were purely sexual affairs just for the physical pleasure and not for the need of emotional connection.

Part of me thought you always had to know I mean how can anyone be that stupid? Honeymoon night before the safari you fell asleep after failing to pleasure me sexually again and I was tripping on MDMA, so I decided to get into my bikini and roll a fat joint before going down to the hotel pool. You know how horny weed gets me.

When I got back to the hotel room almost 6 HOURS LATER you were still sleeping!? Lucky me because my legs were still a bit shaky and I smelled like a fucking brothel after I met a black guy at the pool I thought might have been hotel staff Because he took me back to the staff quarters in one of those basement rooms and fucked my brains out I actually came when he was skull fucking me and his throbbing black cock head was stretching my throat muscles and making me violently gag.

That beautiful uncut black 10-inch cock stretched my married wet holes so hard and rough my legs wouldn't stop shaking. I felt a little guilty up until the moment his hard cock penetrated my vaginal canal and my need to be bred like a fuckpig kicked in.

In the shower so many emotions manifested I started crying While I choked myself with my left hand and assaulted my cheating married cunt with the shower head spraying warm high-pressured streams of water against my sensitive pussy lips and clit.

We checked out the round 10 AM to go meet the tour guide in the lobby And I swear I didn't know honey I really told myself it was the last time, and I couldn't act like that anymore since I'm married woman, I want you to know that.

I remember you were irritated because our guide was 15 minutes late. My face turned blood red and you thought I was getting sick, but I was just shocked and terrified when I realised the black man that sodomised me the night before was walking towards us and wearing a South African tour guide name badge.

He was a stranger after all, and I thought he would definitely ruin my marriage before it even got started but he turned out to be a good sport Since I allowed him To continue fucking my newlywed wet cunt tight asshole!

That's about as far as I got into telling your dad about it Before he felt the need to make me lie down on a dining room table And fuck his slutty daughter as he choked me and spat on my face calling me a useless little whore And it made your wife violently come feeling his throbbing cock slide in and out of me knowing he was going to ram it up my ass any moment now!

I might post this letter publicly unless you told me not to then I'll just continue writing you all my confessions… deal?