He’s like, "Rough day?" and I’m just like, "You have no idea." And then he goes, "Maybe I can help with that." And his hand is on my lower back, guiding me just inside his front door, out of sight. My heart is literally pounding. He pins me against the wall and whispers, "I’ve been thinking about this pussy since the day you moved in." And I just moan, "Then stop thinking and do something about it." No cap, his mouth was on my neck and his hand was hiking up my sundress before I could even process it. I was so wet for him, it was insane. He slid his fingers inside me and I gasped, "Yes, just like that." This man knew exactly what he was doing. It was the hottest, most forbidden fuck of my entire life, and I am so not sorry.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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