"Look at the house," he breathed, his voice low and rough in my ear. "Look at that shadow in the window. That must be your husband. Standing there, wondering where you are. And here you are, riding my cock, your pussy dripping on my lap." I looked. The shadow was still there. Motionless, watching.
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