The Cuckoldress - Season Three - #8
Showering Fun
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I waved at my husband, grinning, with my lover’s semen coating my lips, burning my tongue and throat. I was on fire in every possible sensual and sexual way. A few bubbles on my lips must have sparked something in Dylan because he stared at me, looking desperate, precisely the conflicted cuckold husband I wanted him to be.
I licked Oliver’s cum off my lips, swallowed, smiled one last time at Dylan, and moved toward the shower.
I set up my phone and pointed at the shower so my husband could watch my liberation. While Oliver bathed me, diligently soaping every inch of my body, I ran my fingers through his hair, passionately caressed him, and played with his cock, always ensuring Dylan had a great view.
Oliver firmly gripped me around the waist and turned me around until my back faced the camera lens. He gently forced me to bend over, gripping around my neck and tapping my feet with his until mine were shoulder-width apart. My pussy felt free, tingling, and soaking wet, not just from the torrent of water that bathed me.