My Steamy Story: Lisa a hot, busty, blonde housewife, liv...

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The first week Zed was gone, I was so good, bestie. I'd do my yoga in the living room and just ignore Ramu's weird, heavy breathing. But by day ten, I was low-key bored and... curious. He'd "accidentally" brush my ass when bringing me lemon water, and my pussy would clench. Sheesh.

Then came the "massage" after my workout. His thick, hairy hands were all over my back, then sliding under my sports bra to grope my tits. I should've stopped him, but his thumb rubbed my nipple and I moaned, "OMG." Next day, he full-on kissed me—his breath was kinda funky, but his tongue was expert. I was so wet.

The final step was iconic corruption. He pulled down his pants, and his dick was... short, but thick and veiny AF. Smelled musky. I was on my knees, letting him face-fuck me before I laid back and spread my legs. "Fuck my pussy, Ramu," I gasped, and he did—hard and deep, making me scream. Zed who? I'm his now.