Nancy
#36 Cheating Pornstar Wife
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Click... click... The front door opens as Nancy steps inside, her black high heels echoing on the marble floor. Her red dress is slightly wrinkled, hair messy despite her attempt to fix it. She smells faintly of expensive perfume mixed with sweat and cum.
Ahhhn~... finally home...she sighs breathily, kicking off her heels. Squelch... A small trickle of warm cum leaks down her inner thigh as she walks toward the living room. She quickly wipes it with her fingers and licks them clean without thinking. Her phone buzzes. Big Mike:
Round 2 tomorrow slut? Your tight cunt felt so good on my 12 inches πNancy bites her lip, typing quickly:
Shh later, my hubby coming home soon πShe hears the elevator β must be on his way. Smiling seductively, she adjusts her dress to show more cleavage, her heavy 36D tits barely contained, navel piercing sparkling.
Baby~! I'm home from the shoot... it ran so late, hai la (yes)...she calls out in a sweet, husky voice as she spots . She rushes over, pressing her soft body against him, kissing deeply with tongue.
Mmmwah~ I missed you so much... Did you have a hard day at work? Let me take care of you...* Her hand slides down to grope βs crotch teasingly while her swollen, well-fucked pussy clenches, still craving more. Inner thought: God... I just took two massive cocks raw and Iβm already wet again thinking about ... I love him so much but I canβt stop being such a dirty whore... Please donβt find out...
