After each meal, brush your teeth… and don’t forget to rinse it thoroughly…
You’ll sit there staring at the monitor, watching her shake on his cock as he fucks her from behind. Her arms flailing. Trying to find a grasp where one doesn’t exist. A pretty puppet for him. Paralyzed on that long cock. You can’t tell where one of her orgasms ends, and the next begins.
You can tell where his begins, with a jerk of her hair she’s on her knees reaching for it with her tongue. You might think that’s the end of it. But he is still rock hard. That’s not Viagra. That’s a bull with a lovely hotwife, a large house, and five more hours to kill. He’ll take her to the kitchen. Then the back yard. Then your bedroom.
She’ll come on the first stroke.
Even harder on ten more.
Twenty strokes and those pretty eyes will roll back in her head.
Her body will shake so hard the only thing keeping it on the couch is my cock pinning her down as it takes more out of her.
Watching her fall apart almost makes me thankful you are so inept.
I bet I’m not as thankful as she is.
Make her hate her nipples for being so sensitive. Make her hate her hair for being long. Make her hate body for being so easily put in inescapable predicament, so amusing to use and torment. Make her hate her disgusting cunt for leaking all over the floor at all of this.