my friend seduced my wife: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Love

Midnight, crimson sheets, my friend seduced my wife begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “my friend seduced my wife” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please my friend seduced my wife, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More my friend seduced my wife, don’t stop my friend seduced my wife!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m my friend seduced my wife’s, only my friend seduced my wife’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “my friend seduced my wife screams “my friend seduced my wife” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “my friend seduced my wife” in worship.