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Live phone sex stuck at home?

Live phone sex

I’m such a bad wife. I know I am but I can’t help it when fucking feels this good. You just don’t have a cock to satisfy this girls jungle fever. I am a slave to a big nigger cock and I can’t just get enough. You try to be as supportive as you can but don’t think I don’t notice those sad puppy eyes that follow me out the door. Knowing that under that tight mini skirt I’m not wearing panties as you’re stuck in the kitchen in my apron making dinner for the little ones. While I’m bent over a dirty bathroom sink in a shit hole of a bar. A cock plunging in and out of my pussy as if I’m his fucking property. You’re stuck making school lunches for little ones you know aren’t yours. No white man has an offspring that beautiful color of caramel brown. I’ll come home at three in the morning sometimes four. Stomach full of cum, pussy overflowing, looking like a cat who’s gotten into the cream. Climb into bed, naked, sticky, sweaty, smelling of musk and sex. All to cuddle against you and remind you of what you lack to make me happy. I know I’m so mean to you, but you can’t seem to say no and even as you kiss my cheek. Tasting the dried cum of the man that came there. I know you love me and you wouldn’t change a thing.


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