Mature phone sex fucking is how I remember my husband when he’s not home!

Mature phone sexThere’s something frankly magical about inviting a mature phone sex man to your home, meeting him at the door, dragging him up to your marital bed without even learning his name or looking at his face, and then fucking him raw into the sheets your husband paid for. My husband probably wouldn’t mind if he knew how much joy men like this bring me, but I wouldn’t tell him anyway. He’s overseas, and I have a dripping, needy pussy that needs quenching now! If he came back I’d stop cheating, I swear, but you know what they say, ‘gone for twelve months and a baby on the way, you’re amazing, how’d you do that?’ It’s a long line of tradition to cheat on military husbands, so I don’t feel that bad about it. I especially don’t feel that bad while my hungry cunt is drinking up all the cunt it can get. My hips move on their own, at this point I’m so needy I wouldn’t know what to do without instinct and the techniques my husband taught me. He had such a huge cock, and these guys I bring home are pathetic compared to him, but they are cock, and I need it so fucking bad!

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