Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
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.