My perfect, sculpted ass owns you—taunting, teasing, making you ache. You crave the weight of it, the heat, the power, but you’ll never have it. All you can do is stroke your pathetic desperation and send, over and over, knowing you exist only to fun
pic 1 - my wife in our hotel room after I dress her for her young lover, wearing our wedding ring patiently awaiting his arrival...Pic 2- her response, laughing at me, when I ask her if I will get to fuck her after she is done with his big cock :)