Bent forward looking at her husband across the table
Her eyes seemed glazed and rolled upwards,
Knuckles white as her hands gripped the table
Her breath is heavy and heart is pounding,
Her head now pulled back she gasped and moans
Her husband smiles and tells her she’s a thing of beauty,
And he hears his best friend holding her hips from behind her agrees,
As she receives the attention she so badly craved for,
And her husband was happy to see her get and enjoy multiple times.
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