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He thought when I invited him over for dinner that I was giving him another chance. That we were getting back together. But tonight, he was going to be my cuckold. He deserves to watch me experience true, exquisite pleasure; the kind he was never able to provide. He is going to look in my eyes and see what it looks like when I cum over and over again.
“Hey, why is there another car in your driveway,” he asked as he stepped inside.
“Oh, you’ll see,” I cooed at him. “Come, let’s eat and catch up.” He smiled and stepped inside. I was wearing a skintight pink bodycon dress. It clung to my tits and ass like paint and the color made my eyes look even more devilish than usual.
He licked his lips and sauntered into the dining room. I made sure I refilled his wine glass often, so that he was feeling extra loose and horny. “Are you ready for some dessert,” I asked him? He nodded and I led him down the hall to my bedroom.
