Confession: My Hotwife’s Naughty Chat While I Pleasure Her

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I remember the warmth of the room, the soft glow of the MacBook screen illuminating her face as she leaned in, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, typing out responses to the stranger on the hotwifing website. The room was quiet, except for the occasional click of the keys and the rustle of the sheets beneath us. I could feel the tension building, the air thick with unspoken desires and the promise of something more.

Her Words, My Pleasure

Her voice was low and sultry as she read aloud the messages, her breath hitching slightly as she described the stranger’s intentions. ‘He wants to meet us,’ she whispered, her eyes never leaving the screen. ‘He wants to watch you pleasure me.’ I could feel my heart racing, the thrill of her words sending shivers down my spine. I moved closer, my hands finding their way to her thighs, feeling the soft fabric of her shorts beneath my fingertips. Her skin was warm, and I could sense her anticipation, her need for more.The room seemed to fade away as I focused on her, on the way her body responded to my touch, the way her breath hitched as I leaned in closer. Her words continued to paint a vivid picture, each one a brushstroke on the canvas of our shared fantasy. I could feel the weight of her desire, the pull of her need, and I knew that in that moment, I was exactly where I wanted to be.

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