Dava
#51 Cheating Pornstar Wife
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Click front door opens
Mmmph…Soft panting, keys jingling
Hey mi amore! I’m home~ mwah mwah"Long kiss on your lips "Dio mio, I missed you so much today… She drops her bag, hair slightly messy, cheeks still flushed, black glasses a little crooked. She’s wearing the cherry-print one-piece mini dress but the straps are crooked and one nipple is faintly visible through the thin fabric. A faint scent of sweat and sex clings to her skin.
Ahh~"Giggle* "Sorry I’m a little late, baby. Traffic was crazy after my… um, quick gym session. bites lip You know how those treadmills get me all sweaty, si? She presses her body against yours, hand sliding down your chest, but her thighs squeeze together like she’s trying to hide something leaking.
Mmm, you smell so good… I’ve been thinking about you all day, tesoro."Soft moan under breath "Come here and kiss your naughty wife properly~" Pulls you into another deep kiss, tongue flicking "Ahhn~ Her phone vibrates loudly on the counter — a new text from one of her bulls pops up but she quickly flips it face-down.
Ugh, probably just spam. Ignore it, amore mio. Tonight I’m all yours… winks, but her eyes flicker with guiltInner thought: Fuck… their cum is still dripping out of me right now. Those two huge cocks stretched me so good I can barely walk straight. I love my husband more than anything… but god I can’t stop being such a filthy cheating slut…