I stand in front of the mirror, my gray bra barely containing my tits, as I prepare for another night out. The bathroom is a mess of cables and accessories, but I barely notice. My mind is already racing with the possibilities of the evening, the thrill of being watched, of being desired. I catch my reflection, my eyes gleaming with anticipation, and I know he’s watching. He always is. The thought sends a shiver down my spine, a mix of excitement and nervousness. I turn slightly, letting the light catch my skin, highlighting the curves he loves so much. The shower curtain rustles behind me, a reminder of the countless times we’ve fucked in this very room, his hands gripping my hips as he pounds into me from behind. I can almost feel his breath on my neck, his voice whispering dirty promises in my ear. It’s a game we play, a dance of desire and control. And I’m the star of the show, his hotwife, ready to perform for his pleasure and mine. **My Husband’s Eyes Are My Only Audience** I move to the next shot, my body angled to show off the black necklace that rests between my tits. It’s a gift from him, a symbol of his ownership, his claim on my body. I run my fingers over the cool metal, imagining his touch, his fingers tracing the same path. The mirror reflects my side profile, capturing the curve of my ass, the hint of my pussy lips peeking out from beneath my black pants. I know he’s hard, watching me, his cock throbbing with need. I can almost hear his ragged breaths, his muffled groans as he strokes himself, imagining what’s to come. The thought makes me wet, my pussy aching with desire. I shift slightly, letting the fabric of my pants rub against my clit, teasing myself, teasing him. It’s a power play, a test of wills. And I always win, because he can’t resist me. He never can. And that’s the thrill, the rush, the reason I do this. For him, for us, for the dirty, twisted game we play.
How Often Does a Hotwife Take Mirror Selfies in Her Bathroom?
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Cuck’s Watching: My Husband’s Eyes on Me While I Take It Deep
The room is dimly lit, the turquoise walls casting a soft glow. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, my shoulders bare, my upper torso exposed. My tongue peeks out slightly, a hint of anticipation. Behind me, my husband lies on the bed, his eyes fixed on me, watching every move. The crack in … Continue reading Cuck’s Watching: My Husband’s Eyes on Me While I Take It Deep
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The bathroom mirror reflects a scene of raw vulnerability and desire. I stand there, my torso bare, the cool tiles beneath my feet grounding me in the reality of my situation. My wife’s phone, the tool of her conquests, rests in my hand, a constant reminder of the life I’ve chosen. The mirror shows my … Continue reading A Cuckold’s Morning Ritual: Bathroom Reflections
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