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cheating husband
I can always spot a cheating husband. You keep scanning for eye candy while pretending to care what your wife is saying. A nod my head and you follow me into the department store.

 
I don’t know what you told your wife got you away from her. It must have been the same excuse you always use because she didn’t look that surprised. You followed me into the department store all nonchalant. You stopped by the power tools and looked around to make sure she couldn’t see you from the bookstore. Once you knew you were in the clear you looked for me. I must have looked like a dream walking towards you with my low-cut top and short skirt. It’s important to use the right bait when you go hunting for cheating husbands.
 

Cheating husband finds a slut come true.

 
I pretended to ask you questions about a power drill. I put my hand on your arm and I could see the bulge growing in your pants. You’re not the first cheating husband I stalked in this mall. With only the slightest of urging, we wandered into the clothing section. When no one was looking we slipped into the changing room. As you stripped my clothes off you told me you hadn’t had sex in 3 weeks. Even longer since you’ve been able to fuck your wife. She is a nice enough woman but she is an ice queen in the bedroom. No wonder you are such a cheating husband. Your cock must be aching to feel wet warmth that doesn’t come from a bottle.
 
I had to hold my hand over your mouth as you started banging me against the changing room wall. I’m sure everyone could hear your moans, panting, and grunting until I muffled you. Not that I can blame you, though. It’s hard to worry about discretion once you finally get to dip your wick. You came in three minutes flat. But that didn’t stop you. Having such a small window to play and you wanted to take full advantage of it!
 
You paused for a few brief seconds and then started pounding my pussy again. After a while, I didn’t care about discretion anymore either. By the time you finished, my pussy was begging for a breather. I gave you my number as we were putting our clothes back on. You’ve got to be the best cheating husband I’ve ever fucked. I can’t wait to do it again! Now, it’s time to leave the dressing room. Shall we see who all has been listening to us?