He’s watching me, as I bend over to tuck the laundry into the dryer. I can see him watching, and he makes no secret of it. His eyes tell me stories...of what he’d like to do with what he sees, and what he doesn’t see. I wish I could live some of those stories. But life is complicated. We both know it, but the fantasies are what keep me wearing a path in the carpeted stair-well. I want him to tell me those stories with his body, not just his eyes. I am married, and I think he is spoken for as. I fell to my knees, pulled the condom off and suctioned thecock down to the root and back to the tip several times. He then pushedme off the cock and started jerking it at my face. "Fuck bitch, take my nut"was what I heard as hot spurt after hot spurt of man lava painted my face.I licked the delish jizz from my face and then cleaned the massive meat.He turned and went to the bathroom to towel off, I leaned back againstthe wall, wow, I love getting fucked.After he left, I fixed my makeup and. More

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