BREEDING BRUTALITY 😈The second my husband’s truck disappears..
Added 2025-06-20 17:00:30 +0000 UTCBREEDING BRUTALITY 😈
The second my husband’s truck disappears down the road? My ring’s off. I slip into that black dress — the one that hugs my curves like a promise — and head to the bar. Neon lights, whiskey burn, bad intentions. Then HE walks in...His eyes see mine: rough hands, fitted jeans, pure temptation. A brush of his fingers, and I’m already aching for more. No words — we don’t need them. 😈
I bring him home. The door closes, and he’s on me — kissing me deep, hands exploring, ripping that dress away. He bends me over, filling me slow at first, then harder, like he can’t get enough. My moans spill into the night as he grips my hips, both of us chasing that high. I shudder around him as he pulses inside me, warmth spilling deep, sliding down my thighs. 🤤
No sweet talk. Just the glow of what we did. He zips up, leaves. My phone lights up, a text from my husband: “Miss you, love!” I send back a pic of his mess dripping from me. “Miss you too 😘".
