Blindfolded Betrayal: My Wife Takes Multiple Bareback Cocks

I’d already half-forgotten the incident by the time my shopping too was scanned and I walked back towards the car park, when I saw the damsel in distress waiting for me. She was tight, partly as I’m sure she’d never had anything up there since her last childhood suppository and partly through her panicked scrunched sphincter. You jizz I’d always been kind of dominant, but the wife was allergic to machos, so I always needed to keep myself in check and continue to play the model husband – which explains why it was me doing the food shopping on my day off. She was still, still trying to save her beige carpet from unmovable stains. This is not a true story. All I have left now to keep me warm at night