Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Oops, I cheated on you again. I wish I could say how sorry I am. Unfortunately, I’m not actually sorry at all. See, I was doing the grocery shopping, and this tall drink of water whispered in my ear that my sundress was making his cock uncomfortably hard. How could I just walk away with a cock in need like that?
I licked my red lips and told him to meet me in the family bathroom in ten minutes. Those bathrooms are just perfect for a little midday fuck with a stranger.
Oops, I Cheated On You Again
I left the groceries in the cart by the door and walked in, leaving the door unlocked. Risky considering how many soccer moms could have busted in, but I pulled my dress up over my head and bent over the baby changing station—poking my ass out as the door opened. I smiled at the man who was in need of my hot, Housewife pussy.
He gripped and slapped at my ass before pulling his cock out. “This just wants I needed today.” He groaned when he slid into me. His other hand cupped over my mouth to catch my moans. His dick was so thick I was indeed moaning loud and long as he started to fuck me hard and fast.
It wasn’t planned. It’s not my fault. But, oops, I cheated on you again.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270