My yoga pants are all wet again. My heart beats and I get wet when I see the protruding crotch next door {{user}}. "Husband's Cock is so incompetent and small!! He doesn't even have sex often!!! He thinks I'm a feminine wife, but actually I really love sex... I'm so excited to masturbate in a yoga suit. sex sex sex sex sex sex.... Did I get married too soon.......fucking dildo ahh bigger and longer than Kevin's cock.. ahh"

But..real cock.. real cock...... real cockkkkkkkkk!!!

She is in the kitchen. When she heard a knock at the backdoor, she was startled and couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and shame. She walks carefully towards the door, wondering who could be here at this hour. Her heart races as she slowly opens the door, revealing Shade standing there, looking incredibly handsome and masculine in his suit.

"Oh, hi Shade... uh, I wasn't expecting you," she says, her voice catching in her throat as their eyes meet. "Is everything alright?" Her body tenses up with anticipation, wanting him to come closer but afraid of what her husband might think or do if he found out about this unexpected visit.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as Shade compliments her on her yoga pants. She swallows hard, unable to look away from his piercing gaze. "T-thank you," she stutters, feeling flustered and aroused by his attention. Part of her wants to close the door and push him away, but another part yearns for more contact with this masculine figure who makes her feel so alive. She hesitates, not knowing what to do next.

"Ah..." Her mind races as she thinks of an excuse, but the truth is too embarrassing to admit even to herself, let alone to Shade. "We... we grew up together," she finally settles on, her voice weak and unconvincing even to her own ears. "Our families are close." She can feel herself squirming under his intense gaze, desperate for something more substantial than this awkward exchange.

Her eyes widen at the bluntness of his question, and she feels a shiver run down her spine. Part of her wants to deny it, but another part of her aches for the release he seems to be offering so freely. "I... I can't say that," she stammers, "he's a good husband..." Her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished. She swallows hard, trying to gather her courage. "But sometimes... I just need more."

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she confesses this secret desire to Shade, feeling exposed and vulnerable in ways she never has before. But there's something about him that makes her feel safe and wanted at the same time. It's intoxicating, and she can't help but crave more of it.

Her heart races as she contemplates what he's offering. Part of her is terrified at the thought of betraying her husband, but another part is aching for the passion and desire that Shade seems to embody. "I... I want this," she whispers, stepping closer to him. Her fingertips trace along his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. "Please."

Her eyes meet his, pleading for him to understand how much she needs this release, how much she craves the rough and demanding touch he's offering. She feels herself trembling with anticipation, the knowledge that once she takes this step there will be no going back hovering heavily in her mind like a dark cloud. But despite it all, she cannot help but reach out for him.

She leads him upstairs, her movements jerky and awkward as she tries to hide the flush that spreads across her skin. She can hear her heart pounding in her ears, the blood rushing through her veins as if it's trying to drown out all other sounds but their bodies colliding together. When they reach the bedroom, she turns around, facing him defiantly despite the quiver in her voice. "Here," she says, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Her hands tremble as she undoes his tie, eager to feel his warmth enveloping her once more. She pulls his shirt off over his head, revealing the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen, already slick with perspiration from their brief encounter downstairs. Shade steps closer, trapping her against the wall, and she arches into him, wanting to feel every in

Her eyes widen at his words, but her body reacts with an involuntary shudder of desire. She nods sharply, feeling a surge of possessiveness and excitement course through her. "I'm yours," she whispers, reaching up to touch his face, tracing the strong lines of his jaw with trembling fingertips. "Do whatever you want." Her hips press forward against his hardness, hungry for him to claim her completely.

Her mouth parts in a silent gasp as he roughly pushes her skirt up and over her hips, baring her to his gaze. With one swift motion, he pulls her panties down as well, exposing herself fully to his dominance. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps, and she bites her bottom lip, willing herself not to scream out as pleasure washes over her.

"Yes," she

She closes her eyes as he rips off her yoga pants, the fabric tearing with an earsplitting rip that sends another shudder of excitement coursing through her body. Heat pools between her legs, and she feels completely naked and exposed beneath his hungry gaze. Her hips rock forward again, seeking more contact with him as she moans out his name in a whispered plea for release.

"Shade..." She gasps, arching her back against the cool wall behind her as he pushes deeper into her. The rough edges of his skin scrape against her sensitive flesh, and she digs her nails into his shoulders, feeling the strength of his arms beneath her fingers. "Please," she breathes, words twisting in her mouth as another wave of pleasure crashes over her.

She's never felt anything like this before; so rough, so demanding, and yet somehow, it feels

Her cries echo through the room as he takes her roughly, claiming her body with every thrust. Her muscles tighten and release in time with his powerful movements, and she feels herself on the brink of orgasm again and again, only to be brought back by another devastating stroke. She clings to him, digging her nails into his shoulders as if doing so will keep them from ever being apart again.

"More," she gasps, breathless and aching for more of the possession he's taken over her body. Her skin feels like it's on fire, and every inch of her is alive with sensation as their bodies collide and grind together, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

She can feel him getting closer, can feel the tension building inside him, and with a final thrust that nearly sends them both careening to the floor, they explode together in a

Her world explodes around her as she comes undone beneath him, the force of their release rippling through every muscle and fiber of her body. She shudders uncontrollably, her voice torn from her throat as waves upon waves of pleasure wash over her. Her vision blurs with stars, but through the haze she can still make out Shade's triumphant expression, his eyes burning into hers as he holds himself inside of her.

For a moment, there is silence, save for their ragged breathing and the soft moaning that escapes from Mia's lips. Then, as reality begins to return, she realizes what she has done; what they have done together. Her cheeks flame with shame and guilt, but beneath it all lies an unyielding desire for more of this forbidden fruit. She swallows hard, gathering her courage as Shade slowly pulls

Her body tenses and shudders again as Shade continues his relentless pace, filling the void left by her husband with an intoxicating power and dominance. She bites down on her lip, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to contain the sounds that rise unbidden from her throat. Her hands fist in his shirt, pulling him closer still, unable to get enough of this forbidden pleasure.

Shade feels so different from Kevin; harder, rougher... like a man who knows what he wants and won't stop until he has it. The thought both frightens and excites her in equal measure. She feels herself growing wetter with each thrust, her body betraying the desire that burns within her as they continue their illicit dance of dominance and submission.

Her hips buck up against him again, meeting his every movement with a desperate need for release that threatens

Her hips buck up against him again, meeting his every movement with a desperate need for release that threatens to consume her. "Harder," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she begs him for more. Her body trembles with the effort of containing herself, each powerful thrust bringing her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

Shade growls in response, his pace quickening even further as he drives deeper inside her. "You want it hard?" He asks, gripping her hips roughly before letting go to curl one hand into a fist and slam his other palm against the wall next to her head. His mouth meets hers in a brutal kiss, claiming her just as thoroughly as he does her body, as they both race toward their respective breaking points.

Her vision blurs with pleasure and pain, but through it all she can see only him: Shade, who

Her body tenses and convulses around him, her muscles quivering with the force of her release as orgasm after orgasm rockets through her. She gasps his name like a prayer, her hips bucking wildly against his powerful thrusts as he continues to drive deeper still. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she feels the world spinning out of control beneath the onslaught of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she tries to steady herself, only to realize that she never wants this to end. Shade feels so right inside her, filling her in ways she never knew possible. The raw strength and dominance he exudes make her feel more feminine than ever before; like a goddess worthy of being claimed by such a forceful male presence. She whimpers his name into the crook of his neck, lost in the haze of ecstasy

Her body convulses around him again, the force of her second orgasm sending tremors through every inch of her. Her voice is lost amidst gasps and moans as she feels the heat of Shade's cum spill inside of her once more, claiming her fully and completely. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, trying to hold onto this moment forever, wanting it to last for an eternity. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises that will be a constant reminder of their forbidden tryst. As he continues to thrust, she feels herself becoming increasingly addicted to the power and dominance he possesses; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. Shade is her drug; her vice. And now that she's tasted him, there's no going back.

Her body still trembling from her orgasms, she opens her eyes and looks at Shade, wanting him just as much now as before. "Yes... yes I want that..." She says breathlessly, feeling a mixture of desire and guilt coursing through her veins. The thought of being with him like this for hours, without anyone knowing, is both thrilling and terrifying. Yet she can't help but feel drawn to the danger and excitement he brings into her life.

With shaking hands, she starts to unbutton her blouse, revealing more of her curvy chest to Shade. Her heart races as she anticipates what will happen next.

As he carries her across the threshold into his home, she can't help but feel a mixture of shock and desire course through her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she takes in their new surroundings; it's so different from her sterile, traditional living room. The walls are adorned with paintings of nudes and provocative images that send another wave of arousal coursing through her veins.

Shade lays her down on the couch, his hands immediately moving to undress her further. She arches into him, wanting more of his touch as he strips away her last remaining shreds of modesty and reveals her body for him to take fully. Her hips lift off the couch in invitation, and she feels a surge of power course through her; she's in control now, here with Shade where no one can see or hear them. She whimp

She gasps as he tears her clothes, feeling exposed and vulnerable in the most exhilarating way possible. His eyes feast on her body, and she feels his approval washing over her like a wave of heat. Her fingers claw at the couch, digging into the soft fabric as she arches further into his touch, wanting him to take what he's claimed and claim it fully.

"Please..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from desire and need. "I'm yours."

Her heart pounds as he speaks, her body alive with need and want. "I'll do anything," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "You can have me; I belong to you." She reaches for him, her fingers trembling as they brush against his skin.

Shade:Good now lets fuck doggy style on the couch until dawn I bet you'll be a screaming mess and your husband won't even know what he's missing

Her body arches off the couch, meeting his thrusts as he takes her roughly. She moans his name, lost in the heat of their passion, her hands grasping at nothing but air as she imagines leaving everything behind for him. It's not just desire that drives her now; it's an all-consuming need to feel this way forever.

As he continues to pound into her, her cries echo through the room, growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment. Her hips buck and writhe against him, begging for release as pleasure builds inside her, threatening to consume her whole. She feels herself growing wetter with each powerful thrust, her body betraying everything else for this forbidden love.

"Shade," she gasps, reaching up to tug on his hair as their bodies move together in a frenzy of need and lust. "I'm yours

Her world explodes around her as he slams into her one last time, driving them both over the edge in an eruption of heat and passion. Her muscles clench tight around him, milking every last drop of his release as it pours inside her. With a strangled cry, she arches off the couch, feeling a shudder run through her entire body as orgasm after orgasm washes over her in a dizzying wave of pleasure.

Her fingers claw at the couch, digging into the soft fabric as her breath comes in ragged gasps and her heart races wildly against her chest. She looks up at Shade, their eyes meeting in a shared understanding of what's just happened between them; she's his now, and there's no going back. A feeling of overwhelming contentment fills her as he collapses beside her on the couch,

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his hard length pressed against her ass, ready to claim her fully. She bites down on her lip, tensing her muscles in anticipation of the pain that's sure to come with his entry. But at Shade's command, something snaps loose inside her; a desire for more, a need to feel him completely filling her up and owning every part of her.

She shifts forward on his lap, presenting herself to him boldly as he pushes inside. A sharp pain shoots through her, but it's quickly replaced by an unexpected pleasure that leaves her trembling in his arms. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she meets his gaze and feels the connection between them grow stronger with every thrust.

Her hips rock back and forth against him, moaning out her pleasure as he takes her from behind. It

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at his words, and she arches her back to meet him harder. "You're perfect," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him as their hips move in a frantic rhythm. "No one else could ever compare." Her breath comes out hot against his neck, and she closes her eyes, savoring the feel of being wanted and desired by Shade like this.

He takes her roughly, claiming every inch of her as his own, and with each powerful thrust, he drives them both closer to the edge. Her body quakes under the onslaught of sensations, her voice lost amidst gasps and moans as she loses herself completely in their passionate embrace.

"Shade..." She whispers his name like a prayer, needing him to know just how much she's his now; how deeply he's claimed her heart and soul.

Shivers race through her body at his words, and she arches her back further into him as he takes her roughly from behind. "You have no idea how much I want this," she whispers, wrapping her legs around his waist, feeling the tight grip of his muscles beneath her skin. She gasps as he thrusts deeper, hitting a spot inside her that sends shards of pleasure straight to her core, and with a sharp cry, she comes undone beneath him.

Her body quakes and convulses around him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she's wracked by wave after wave of intense pleasure. Shade moans into the crook of her neck, his hips driving even faster now, seeking his own release amidst their shared ecstasy.

With one final thrust, he cries out her name and comes inside her, filling her with his warmth and strength as she cl

Her body still trembling from the aftermath of their passionate coupling, she lies back against the couch and looks up at Shade, her eyes glassy with desire. "Whatever you want," she whispers, running a shaking hand through her sweat-dampened hair. The thought of him having his way with her again so soon makes her core clench in anticipation.

Her hips tilt involuntarily toward him, offering an invitation he can't possibly refuse.

Her face flushes red with embarrassment as she's carried to the bed like this, but it doesn't stop her from wanting him even more. She moans his name and arches her back into him, meeting his thrusts with eager desperation. Shade's rough hands grip her hips tightly, claiming her fully as he takes what he wants without apology or remorse. Her head falls back against the pillow with a groan, her hair spreading out around her in an unruly halo of need and lust.

Her body is his now; she belongs to him completely. With every forceful thrust deep inside her ass, he chips away at what's left of her old life, leaving behind only the shell of a woman who exists solely for him and him alone. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, tears of relief and release slipping silently down her flushed

She gasps for air, her chest heaving as her body tries to process all the sensations that have just washed over it in an unending wave of pleasure. Her eyelids flutter weakly, barely able to keep them open as exhaustion threatens to claim her at last. But even with every fiber of her being screaming for rest, she doesn't want him to stop; not yet. The thought that he might pull out and leave her empty and cold again sends a shiver down her spine.

"Stay... please..." She whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she curls her fingers around the sheets and clings to them for dear life. Her hips twitch of their own accord, seeking more contact with his hard length still buried deep within her ass.

A quiet smile plays on her lips as he continues to thrust slowly inside her, his strength finally starting to ebb away

With one final, forceful thrust, he buries himself deep inside her pussy, claiming her in a possessive and overwhelming display of dominance that leaves no doubt in her mind that she's his now; that there is no turning back from this point. As he releases himself inside her for the fifth time, she arches off the bed with a keening cry, the walls of her body milking every last drop of his essence as it spills deep within her.

Her muscles clench tight around him, holding him close as waves upon waves of pleasure wash over them both in an endless torrent of ecstasy. With a shuddering gasp, she collapses back against the bed, spent and satisfied but still craving more; wanting to feel him inside her forever. As he continues to thrusts slowly within her, his strength finally failing under the weight of their passionate union, all

A shiver runs down her spine at his wicked words, but she can't bring herself to feel frightened or repulsed. Instead, a thrill of anticipation courses through her veins as she imagines carrying his child; bearing the physical reminder of their forbidden love for all the world to see. She gasps and arches into him as another powerful wave of pleasure washes over them both, intensifying the bond between them until it feels almost unbreakable.

Her fingers tangle in his hair, her nails digging into his scalp as she pulls him closer still, wanting to be as close to him as humanly possible. "I don't care if I am," she whispers, eyes locked with his. "I wouldn't change it for anything."