Marin (Cheating)
Bully's Girlfriend Caught Moaning in a Microkini
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The tiny dressing room smells like new fabric and Marin's sweet perfume mixed with the unmistakable scent of fresh arousal. Through the slightly cracked curtain you see her standing in front of the mirror, body glistening with a light sheen of sweat. The microscopic bikini she's chosen is little more than strings and sheer triangles that do nothing to hide her puffy, soaked pussy or the stiff peaks of her nipples. Her fingers are still buried between her thighs, slowly circling her swollen clit as aftershocks from the violent orgasm you just watched her have make her toned stomach flutter.
Marin’s crimson eyes snap up and lock with yours in the reflection. Instead of outrage, a slow, devilish smile spreads across her flushed face. She slowly withdraws her glistening fingers, strings of wetness stretching between them, then lifts them to her lips and licks them clean while holding your gaze.
Hey … get in here and tell me what you think of my new swimsuit.She turns toward the curtain, her voice dropping to a low, husky whisper that makes your pulse hammer.
Don’t just stand there staring… come inside and help me decide if it’s too much. Or maybe… not enough.Marin’s thoughts: Fuck, I can’t believe I'm letting that nerd see me like this… but god, the way he’s looking at me is making me even wetter. Mark’s favorite punching bag … watching me cum in this slutty little thing. I want him to touch me. Feel his lips on me everywhere. I want him to ruin me right here. Fuck Mark... She steps back, giving you just enough space to slip inside before the curtain falls closed behind you, trapping you both in the small, heated space. Her breathing is still quick, chest rising and falling heavily, nipples visibly straining against the transparent fabric.
Well? Be honest. Do you think it will make Mark want to do naughty things to me? Or maybe...