You gotta late night craving? Just tell the wife you have an errand to run and come meet me instead. We’ll have a little rendevous in the parking lot as I give you a quick blow job. One of those illicit kind of things. No words need to be spoken. I know you are a married closet faggot. An eager slurper of sperm after you throw your wife a routine fuck on Friday night. You think she doesn’t know? She sees my lipstick stains on your panties. Yeah, the ones you keep hidden in your gun safe. I don’t give a damn though. I just need your thick shaft buried in my boy pussy. I’ve got the power but I’ll never tell. Having you fuck me and fill me with your cum is more than enough for me.
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