Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Fucking Married men is so naughty. It should be forbidden; those men should be off-limits to me. However, because it’s so naughty, I can’t help but love to do it. It isn’t ALL my fault, either. They could say no to me. Like this sexy cock right here. He knows better than to let me tease him, but it feels so good. I wanted to kick up our sneaky play a little, so I asked him to steal his wife’s wedding ring when she took it off at night.
He couldn’t refuse me, so he did as I asked. Then, when she slipped it off her finger to go to bed, he snatched it and left for work in the morning before she got up. But, of course, he wasn’t really going to work; he was coming to me for some Sunday morning homewrecking!
Sunday Morning Homewrecking
He was lying back in my bed, watching me work his cock in my left fist. His wife’s expensive wedding ring glittering off MY ring finger. I cooed over how precious it looked on me and how it should be mine. He grew thicker in my hand, dripping precum as he watched how naughty I was being for his cock. As I stroked, his phone rang.
He showed me the caller ID. It was his little wifey. “Go ahead, answer it,” I smirked at him and kissed the tip of his cock. He groaned but then answered the call. Oh, she was ugly, crying through the phone! Not very attractive if you ask me! I could hear her sniffling back snot as she cried to him. Finally, he asked her to calm down and tell him what was wrong, and it took everything in me not to bust out laughing when she wailed.
“Honey, I’ve lost my wedding ring.” He looked at me with wide eyes, and I twisted my left fist up and down his cock so he could see her ring.
“Uh, I’m sure you’ll find it.” He tried to reassure her, but she was yelling that she always puts it in the dish beside her toothbrush, and this morning it was gone. I leaned down to slurp his weeping head between my lips and watched as his eyes rolled back. “Baby, work is really busy. Can I call you back later?”
“Do you even care?!” She screamed through the phone and then hiccuped on a sob. “I thought you’d be mad or something?” I snickered at her annoyance and leaned further down to suck on her husband’s balls. He groaned, unable to hold it back, and tried to think of a way to get her off the phone.
“I-I’m not mad. I’m sure you just misplaced it. I’ll help you look for it when I get home. But, I got to go.” He hung up on her and shook his head. “Kayla, you are so bad.”
I smiled and slid up to straddle him. Guiding his cock into my pussy with the hand sporting her missing ring. “Make me cum on it before you return it to her.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
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