Cheating on my Husband
Part 4 of 9
One of my regular fuck buddies was a huge man who worked in law enforcement. He was quiet and married. My favorite type. We would meet at a house his team used for briefings. It was out in the desert and it was more a camper trailer out in the boonies than a house. Sometimes he would text in the middle of the night and I would sneak away to go get some. His cock was as round as a baseball bat and almost just as long. Just thinking about our nights together makes my cunt drip. He used my body like a toy for his pleasure. There was never a time I felt in any sort of control, he controlled everything. There was never much speaking as I understood my job as his fucking bag. I was his gym, he worked out on my body and took out his frustrations like I was his weight bench.
One of my regular fuck buddies was a huge man who worked in law enforcement. He was quiet and married. My favorite type. We would meet at a house his team used for briefings. It was out in the desert and it was more a camper trailer out in the boonies than a house. Sometimes he would text in the middle of the night and I would sneak away to go get some. His cock was as round as a baseball bat and almost just as long. Just thinking about our nights together makes my cunt drip. He used my body like a toy for his pleasure. There was never a time I felt in any sort of control, he controlled everything. There was never much speaking as I understood my job as his fucking bag. I was his gym, he worked out on my body and took out his frustrations like I was his weight bench.
1 year ago