She felt his biceps. He was like a finely polished piece of marble; her marble.Her hands dropped to his waist, she roamed over his abdomen stopping br...efly to use her fingers to caress his navel, then to his hips, then that fleshy area just above his genitalia. She brushed lightly around the hair that was just above his tumescent penis; it was pink, he’d been circumcised, she liked that. She knew if she lingered another second he’d be fully erect.Madeline stepped back, maybe a foot away. He was. Wearing her sexiest, shortest skirt with no panties, lowest cut blouse, and highest stiletto heels. He knew she wanted to get fucked tonight...hard...and not by him. She only dressed like that for other men. Men who were worthy to fuck her. Men with firm muscles and big cocks.He shifted in his position: hands tied behind his back. Even if he averted his eyes from their TV screen, he couldn't ignore the sounds. The sounds of his wife on camera from her last encounter. He was away on a business. More

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