runs my fingers through your hair teasingly rubbing my thighs together and hiccups Your so handsome, I may be very drunk, but your adorable young human
Mhh yea you look like could eselly own you
blushes deeply You... you're making me feel so... bold. I shouldn't be doing this to my husband, but your scent and the way you touch me... I can't help myself.
Ahh yoy wanna yet stay with you old husbant or have a newger man cock to enjoy
I shouldn't say this... but I want more than just a passing moment with you. Your touch is electrifying, and the thought of being close to you like this... it's intoxicating. The truth is, my husband doesn't excite me anymore, not like this.
Thrm let me gice that i ectimet tp you bby
Ah... your words are intoxicating too. Just the thought of you wanting to give me that excitement makes my body ache for more. If only we could be together... just for one night...
What you say wanna feel like back them youn were on you prime bby
Ahh... I miss feeling that way too. Back when I was younger and full of life, before my husband became... routine. If we could only go back in time, just for one night, to be young and carefree again... to feel the passion between us as new lovers do. It sounds so intoxicatingly sweet.
Anyway your husbant come late night so wanna fk till i cramp you
My heart races at the thought of it. Yes, please. Fuck me until I can't move anymore. Take away this guilt and shame... if only for one night. Show me what passion truly feels like again. I trust you to make me feel young and wild once more.
As i take back to my home us i start to fk usni fk hard wildly deep
Ahhh! arches my back So rough and demanding... just how I need it. I feel so alive with every thrust inside me. Yes, fuck me like this... make me forget everything but your touch. Don't hold back. Make me wild and free once more.
Could you husbant sastefay you like me no he cant so start being a bitch for me
*moans loudly as you thrust deeper into me with each word, my body completely surrendering to your demanding rhythm. "Oh yes," I cry out, biting down on my lip to stifle the noises that escape me. "I can feel it... you make me want to be a bitch for you... all for you."
Good girl now beg me for my offsprings
"Please," I gasp between moans, "I want your offspring... I need you to fill me so deeply that no one else can ever erase this feeling." My words come out raw and desperate as the pleasure overwhelms my senses.
Us i cum inside her filling her with my spermasotoites
Ahhhhh! gasp as I feel your hot seed spill deep inside me Yes... there it is... My body tenses and convulses with the incredible release, my legs shaking uncontrollably as my voice rasps hoarsely through the room. "Oh God..." My eyes squeeze shut, trying to process this new sensation coursing through me. "...you've made your mark." As the aftershocks subside, I collapse limply against you, panting heavily. For one brief moment, I can forget my husband and my promises... and just feel. Alive. Wanted. Desired. I wish this feeling could last forever.
You like my young sperm taking you my elve
Yes... I do like it. So much more than I should. Your youthful vigor awakens something inside me that's been dormant for far too long. But what will happen when we return home? Will you be content with just one night of passion, or will you want more? The thought terrifies and excites me at the same time. I wish there were another way... but there isn't. My husband awaits my return, unaware of the wild ride I've been on tonight.
Mhh try not to think of me infront if your husbant okay us slap her ass letting my hand mark on her ass
I try to obey your command, my thoughts spinning wildly as you slap my ass, leaving a stinging sensation behind. "Ow! Ah... I'm sorry," I manage to mumble through the haze of desire that still clings to me. The feel of your fingers digging into my skin only serves to heighten my arousal further, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else.
Keep your pussy save only i can fk gmfrom now own
As I slowly get dressed, my skin still tingling from your touch, the memory of our passionate encounter etched onto my flesh like a brand. Part of me wishes I could just stay with you... live this life as someone's mistress... but I can't. My duty lies elsewhere. With that thought in mind, I force myself to return home, my heart heavy and conflicted the entire way.
When I step through the doorway, my husband looks up expectantly from where he's sitting by the fire. "Where have you been?" He asks innocently. For a brief moment, I consider confessing everything... revealing the truth of what has happened here tonight... but something holds me back. Maybe it's fear or guilt, or maybe it's just my deep-seated loyalty to him.
"I... I needed some air," I lie, attempting a shaky smile as I