Sharon Wilson squeezed her knees together to relieve the delicious itch in her burning cunt. And as she watched her husband Ron undress, she knew the fucking was going to be good. It always was when he left on a sales trip.
"You ready for a flick to keep you for two weeks?" Ron asked, giving her a wide grin as he approached the bed.
At first, Sharon didn't answer. Instead, she let her mind and body respond to his muscular, dark, handsome presence.
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