Ragged breaths fill a darkened room as I stalk my favorite chatroom. Every Friday night, a different stranger. Files zipped. Button clicked. I’m hooked on the risk—wired right to my clit.
“Tell me everything.”
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Alone in my bedroom, an unexpected rendezvous. Unzipped pics spill down the screen. Doesn’t she know what they do to me? Unbridled lust. A faceless fuck. Gripping my cock, pumping, balls bursting…
“Johnny?!”Great—caught slick-handed by the wife.
“It’s not what it looks like!”
I follow her gaze to the monitor. Her eyes deer in headlights.
Damn, I knew that fuckin’ mole looked familiar.
