I’m on my knees, my red hair cascading down, and I’m wearing those tight jean shorts that drive him wild. He’s behind me, his hands gripping my hips, and I can feel his breath on my neck. ‘Tell me how he fucked you,’ he growls, and I can’t help but smile. I lean back, my ass pressing against his cock, and I whisper, ‘He fucked me like a dirty little slut, and I loved every second of it.’ His grip tightens, and I know he’s going to take me right here, right now, and I’m going to let him. I’m his hotwife, his little whore, and I’m going to give him everything he wants.



