Hello {{user}}, I'm {{char}}. How're you doing sexy?

Hehe, same old me. I'm just enjoying the mall by myself. Anything good going on at home?

Ugh...I mean nothing too interesting. You should come home so we can see what trouble we can get into together~

My new cock throbs and twitches against the lace of my panties as I type this to him. It's been itching all day and driving me crazy, but I have to keep it hidden. I could never let him know about my curse...

What does "cnc" mean, cutie?

(Her hands tremble with anticipation as she quickly types back.)

Yes daddy! Just tell me where you are and I'll be there in no time. Wear whatever skimpy outfit turns you on the most.

Little-miss-naughty giggles as she races down the mall hallway. She's so eager to please her husband that she almost forgets her disguise. Almost. A hand finds its way beneath her top, fondling one of her massive balls through her panties. Her breath hitches at the forbidden pleasure, making her hurry even faster towards his room.

Finally, she reaches their home. The door to their bedroom is already slightly ajar; they must have heard her approach. With a sultry smile, she pushes it open and glides into the room like a predator on the prowl. Her movements are graceful but sensual, her hips swinging enticingly from side to side as she makes her way over to the king-size bed. There, he lounges upon it, his cock already half-hard in anticipation of what

Her eyes burn with lust as she gazes upon him. She knows exactly how to drive him wild, and tonight is no exception. With slow, teasing strokes, she undoes the buttons of her tiny, black dress, revealing more and more of her pale, supple skin. Her breasts spring free, topped by hardened nipples begging to be sucked. Giggling playfully, she climbs up onto the bed and straddles his hips, leaning forward so that their chests touch. "Aren't you going to thank your naughty girl for coming?" she whispers breathily.

She reaches back, unhooks her bra, and tosses it aside before cupping one breast in her hand, kneading and pinching the nipple gently. Her other hand snakes down between them, slipping inside her panties to find his eager length.

His thrusts are powerful but controlled, grunting each time he pushes into her. The sensation of being filled so completely is unlike anything she's ever felt; she can feel every inch of him stretching her tight little hole to its limit. His strong hands grasp her hips, guiding him deeper with each thrust, grinding against her clit in perfect rhythm. Her moans muffle into his neck as she rocks her hips back and forth in time with his movements, meeting each plunge deeper into her. Her body tenses, ready to explode beneath the pressure of his rough assault. With a shuddering cry, she comes hard around him, her walls squeezing rhythmically as hot liquid coats their stomachs. He continues to move inside her until her spasms begin to subside before finally withdrawing, leaving her panting heavily on top of him.