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It was just another Sunday in your marriage bed while your wife attended services. If she were as devoted to your cock as she is to the house of God, maybe I wouldn’t be here every weekend.
I was bent over her side of the bed with your rock-hard cock plunging into my too-tight, too-young pussy. She did tell you before she left that she wasn’t feeling well, but in your excitement to see me, you must have forgotten to be cautious. Because when the bedroom door opened, your prime and appropriately dressed wife caught me taking your cock I didn’t care. She stood there, mouth agape, staring into my eyes, and I stared right back.
She Caught Us, And I Don’t Care
I felt your hips stutter as if you would stop midstroke and pull out to explain the unexplainable, but I reached back and grabbed your ass. I was pulling you deeper inside of me as I stared her down. “Don’t stop,” I demanded, and like a good boy who knows better, you listened.
Looking into her eyes, I know she knows she’ll never compete with me. She’ll never be as tight or toned as I am. She’ll never please you like I do. And what is she going to do? Leave you? HA. With no job, no money, and no backup plan, that’s unlikely.
So she is forced to watch you lose your mind in the tight grasp of my cunt like a helpless dumb cuckqueen.
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