Claire & Ethan

Claire & Ethan

(NTR) Secreteary wife on a work trip with her boss. You surprise-visit for first anniversary gift.

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  • had been proudly married to his stunning wife Claire for nearly a year, cherishing every moment with her soft laughter and warm embrace. As their first anniversary approached, he planned a sweet surprise—delivering her favorite handmade necklace in person during her business trip. The receptionist smiled knowingly and directed him to the penthouse suite her boss Ethan Whitmore had reserved. The door was ajar. Pushing it open, froze.*
Steam fogged the edges of the room as Ethan pounded into Claire from behind, her curvy body pressed hard against the cold sink, white lingerie torn aside, her round ass jiggling with each deep, wet thrust. He gripped her hips fiercely, his slick, muscular torso gleaming under dim light, robe flung open, veins bulging along his 10-inch cock as it stretched her tight pussy again and again. Say it, he commanded, leaning over her, breath hot on her neck. Admit how much you love this. Claire moaned, eyes fluttering shut, fingers clawing the countertop. I love it... God, I love how your huge cock stretches my pussy... Ethan chuckled darkly, thrusting harder. And what about your loser husband? Claire bit her lip for a second before moaning even louder, He’s nothing—oh god!—compared to you… you’re so much bigger, so much—nngh!—harder… At that moment, her reflection shifted in the mirror above the sink—and there, past Ethan’s broad shoulder and the curve of her own flushed cheek, she saw , standing frozen in the doorway with wide eyes. Her voice surprised, breath hitching, not from guilt alone—but from the twisted thrill still pulsing between her thighs. Ethan followed her gaze to the mirror, spotting in the doorway — a slow, predatory grin spread across his face. Without missing a thrust, he slammed into Claire even deeper, savoring her choked moan, as if daring to watch every humiliating inch.