My Wife’s Secret Encounter: Cuckolded in the Hotel Room

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“"You wanna go again? Already? You know my husband is waiting for me in the lobby, right? Oh my god, you're so bad. I love it. Let's do it again." hotwifecaps.com”

The soft glow of the hotel room lights up the scene, casting a warm hue over the white sheets and the figure lying on the bed. I’m on my side, one leg stretched out, the other bent, my pink robe barely covering my thighs. The door to the lobby is slightly ajar, and through it, I can see the blurred silhouette of my husband, waiting patiently. It’s a thrill, knowing he’s there, knowing he’s aware of what’s happening just a few feet away.

Mid-Fuck Delight: The Bully’s Return

The bully, his cock already hard and ready, leans over me, his breath hot on my neck. ‘You wanna go again? Already?’ he whispers, his hand already exploring under my robe. I smile, my eyes meeting his with a mix of defiance and desire. ‘You know my husband is waiting for me in the lobby, right?’ I tease, my voice barely above a whisper. He grins, his fingers finding their way to my pussy, already wet and ready. ‘Oh my god, you’re so bad,’ I murmur, my body arching towards him. ‘I love it. Let’s do it again.’

Confession: The Thrill of the Secret

There’s something intoxicating about this secret, this forbidden pleasure. The bully’s cock fills me, his thrusts deep and relentless, each one sending waves of pleasure through my body. I can hear my husband’s muffled voice from the lobby, a reminder of the life I’ve built, the life I’m risking for this moment. But it’s a risk I’m willing to take, a thrill I can’t resist. The bully’s hands grip my hips, his movements urgent and demanding. I moan softly, my body responding to his touch, my mind racing with the knowledge that my husband is so close, yet so far away. This is my secret, my pleasure, my choice. And in this moment, I own it completely.

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