Reblog if your a married man and want to see more of me!
I’m uncomfortable with having a choice. Just tell me which one I am.
Which kind of submissive are you? 1,2,3 or 4?
Well damn...
If you click, YOU WILL CUM
I eat lots of pineapple cuz I think it’s more fun when you actually really like it. Despite whatever else you might be feeling or thinking, you simply can’t help like it, wanting more.
I love the way she fucks me (bareback is the best), the way her neck and chest get red when she cums. I don’t want this to end.
So the pineapple is just for you. Don’t lose my number. Call me.
This could be us.
So wrong, so hot.
Jesus! There was nothing I could do, we’d sort have been flirting over the last couple of months. She’s new to the neighborhood and we’ve been randomly running into each other. I’ve always been outgoing and very friendly but I’ve never actually cheated. My wife is almost as flirty as I am and we’ve always had a great relationship. But there was something about this girl. The way she pierced me with her eyes when we spoke. Unbreaking, piercing eye contact. It shook me. I had to force myself not to wither whenever she grazed me with a touch. It was like standing on a ledge. I leaned into it to prove to myself I wasn’t scared. But I was terrified.
By the time we were alone at her place, I was already doing something I shouldn’t have been doing…she had already wrapped me up in an emotional tornado. There was no, no. There was no safe word. There was just her.