Your wife’s Valentine’s Day present was tying you up and leaving you standing in your room wearing a bright pink dress while she met her lover to be thoroughly fucked. She was back home very late—after being fucked good in the back seat of his new Bentley. A while afterward, on her command, you were on your knees—she whispered, “It wouldn't have been a proper Valentine’s Day fuck if I didn’t feed you Roger’s cum.
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