I wake up in a stranger’s bed, my nipples hard and aching under this tight little top. The rumpled sheets smell like him—like the bull who fucked me raw last night. My pussy throbs with the memory, still slick and swollen. I glance down at my phone, fingers trembling as I type out a message to my cuck. ‘Good morning baby… So strange to be in another man’s bed… I’ll be home soon… love you.’ The words feel like a lie, but they’re the only truth he can handle. I’m his hotwife, his slut, and I’m dripping wet for the next round. The thought of him cleaning up after the bull, licking my pussy clean, makes me shiver. I’m a fucking mess, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.