Our Secret Handprint

My secret lover waits for me in his basement. I am his dirty, naughty pleasure. His secret from his wife and family. He calls me up, with his sexy scruffy voice and we laugh at the world together. His cock is gorgeous, just what a girl like me needs and wants. His vices are gone – all except one – me.

He feels every second, drinking in every inch of my body. He keeps his vaseline near by and makes his cock shiny and wet while he dreams of my pussy in his face. He takes care of me so well – as I rub my clit and vibrate myself to ultimate orgasm. He listens and gets harder and harder. Then he lets me listen to the stroking. The sweet wet sound of his hard squeezing strokes around his monster cock. He moans along with me as we want each other’s bodies.

He thinks of me all day, then escapes to his man cave to contact his lover. He thinks I am a sweet, dirty girl, and he is right. I wait for his call and I know he will take care of my needs just like his. His hands stroking his cock as I listen, wishing they were stroking my cunt. The sound is too much and I cum all over my dildo as my heart races.

He cums for me, only for me, and cries out in ecstacy. His cum squirts out so hard its like a shot fired. He thanks me and as he stands to catch his breath, he touches the wall. His handprint from his lubed up cock play stays on his basement wall — our little secret…

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