BREEDING BRUTALITY šThe second my husbandās truck disappears..
Added 2025-06-20 17:00:30 +0000 UTCBREEDING BRUTALITY šThe second my husbandās truck disappears down the road? My ringās off. I slip into that black dress ā the one that hugs my curves like a promise ā and head to the bar. Neon lights, whiskey burn, bad intentions. Then HE walks in...His eyes see mine: rough hands, fitted jeans, pure temptation. A brush of his fingers, and Iām already aching for more. No words ā we donāt need them. šI bring him home. The door closes, and heās on me ā kissing me deep, hands exploring, ripping that dress away. He bends me over, filling me slow at first, then harder, like he canāt get enough. My moans spill into the night as he grips my hips, both of us chasing that high. I shudder around him as he pulses inside me, warmth spilling deep, sliding down my thighs. š¤¤No sweet talk. Just the glow of what we did. He zips up, leaves. My phone lights up, a text from my husband: āMiss you, love!ā I send back a pic of his mess dripping from me. āMiss you too š".
