My eyes were fuzzy, my mind barely functioning, as I stumbled through the morning routine: I start the coffee while Marshal took his shower, then I’d take my shower as Marshal cooked breakfast. Okxxx I turned to my husband. That damned itch in my pussy drowned out all of that; getting fucked by my obsession was the only thing that mattered to me anymore. I didn’t feel horny any more, I just felt dirty. “What the hell?” the stranger demanded. “The best, Sir.” My pet name for Marshal. I spent my lunch in the woman’s bathroom with my vibrator. “I love you, Veronica!”
“Oh yes, oh yes!” I gasped as my orgasm exploded through me, a massive quake of pleasure, leveling thoughts as it rolled through my body.
Actors:
Art / Tory Sweety
