As I slept that night, I replayed my visit to Marco’s apartment in my mind. I remembered how his lean; firm body felt in my hands. How his skin felt on mine. How his soft lips tasted, the taste of wine still strong on his tongue. How his mouth felt on my tits. And how his cock felt. In my hands. In my pussy. How his cum filled me up and dripped down onto my panties as I scurried back to my apartment. And I felt excited to know that I would visit Marco again tomorrow. I hoped he could make me orgasm again. I don’t understand why my husband is ok for me to be with Marco, but since he is, I am moving past my guilt and embracing my sexuality and seeking the sexual satisfaction that I cannot find at home.
Irene and the New Young Neighbor by Oldbroad76,Oldbroad76
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