You wanted something to remember me by. Your husband could help raise it.

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@wife-thief
You wanted something to remember me by. Your husband could help raise it.
Another day out for you away from your husband.
Another bikini that could barely contain you.
Another crowd for you to parade your beautiful body before.
Another suite booked for me to set free that beautiful body afterwards.
Your wife was making sure I didn’t smell of her scent anymore before you got home from work.
So sexy
Work trip to the beach. We’d been here an hour, and your wife and I hadn’t gotten away from the car yet. The view of the ocean could not compare with those barely contained lips, and her dirty little asshole struggling to break free.
Her scent was fucking blissful, and I was gonna have her down there in the sand before we left here. Front and back. The whole world watching. Recording. Look out online for the uploads.
Vanessa Vailatti
Your wife barely fit into the bikini I had for her on our impromptu trip the beach, but that didn’t stop her trying.
While it pains you to see how happy she is with him, and to know that you could never compete with him -- at the same time you do take some satisfaction from knowing that by being a supportive cuckold, you're doing your own little part in providing her the life that she wants to lead.
I didn’t forget about your generous stepping aside though. I sent her back 2 weeks later with a gift for you that would be ready in about 9 months.
She was distracted and unable or uninterested to make conversation with you all evening until I met her gaze. It didn’t take me long to come over and give her my number, and afterwards it was like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she was there with you again.
For now.
He couldn’t get the word out of his mouth, so you replied in the affirmative. Once you told him, he just wanted to know if he could watch someone else get what he’d long been refused.
Though know you may create a monster of which you lose all control.
Later, I’m gonna fuck her in front of everyone here, and the fact that she didn’t put any panties on is going to save us valuable seconds, and give everyone a good view of me running down her leg the the rest of the evening. Look how hard her nipples are. She can’t wait.
Rate my back?
9, only because those panties are blocking a little bit.
You had left your husband and kids at home for the weekend, and we were not putting on clothes or leaving this suite for 48 hours.
You didn’t think you’d be able to squeeze into that outfit after your second kid, but I needed you to entertain some clients this weekend, so you dusted the old outfit off, brushed your husbands pleas away, and got to work like a fucking trooper.
Your wife, my dog.
The mother of your children, the sexdoll when I need to bust a nut.
That little thing you’re calling a penis…
It’s definitely a real phenomenon. Call it female body maturity or call it “what happens once she’s a mom”, your choice.
But, after 30, many women seem to crave a thick cock and want a man who has dick control and stamina enough to fuck 15 to 30 minutes without shooting.
By 30, women are comfortable in their own bodies and crave to be with a real man in bed with them.
As a girl becomes a real woman, she starts to have a need for a real man.
Husband and kids at home. You had finally given in to my come ons at work, and here we were on a Friday night. Getting clean before we get dirty.
You had been such a good and proper housewife since you got married.
Now you had to confess to me, your neighbour, how your small dicked husband had made a few too many mistakes in the bedroom and the bank account
Now here you were dressed up like a whore, ready to do anything my buddies asked in exchange for big bills that would enable you to loosen up the purse strings and loosen up your pussy.