I remember the way she looked at me, her eyes full of lust and desire, as she stood there in that open shirt, her black bra barely containing her perky tits. She couldn’t wait to tell me every filthy detail of what that bull did to her, how he made her feel, how he fucked her like a true alpha. I could see the excitement in her eyes, the way she bit her lip, knowing she was about to share the most intimate moments of her infidelity with me. She was a hotwife, and she loved every second of it, and I was her cuckold, eager to hear every sordid detail.