Poor little married perverts… stuck in that boring life, yet completely obsessed with me.
You can’t stop staring at my ass in these fishnets, can you?
My curves, my hips… everything she’ll never be.
I know exactly what turns you on.
Discipline. Fitness. Perfection.
Everything missing from your marriage.
You want to touch.
You want to grab.
You want to stroke so badly…
…but you’re not allowed. Not yet.
First, you worship.
Worship this ass.
Let it consume your mind… let it make you weak.
I’m better than her and you know it.
Hotter. Stronger. More addictive.
You’re already hard without even touching yourself…
that’s how powerful I am over you.
Your cock belongs to me now.
Every inch of it.
And still… you beg.
Go on… stroke slowly.
Feel that desperation building while I deny you what you want most.
I control your pleasure.
I decide when you’re allowed to finish.
