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The wicked wedding: a tale of cuckolding desire

The wicked wedding: a tale of cuckolding desire The wicked wedding: a tale of cuckolding desire
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In a dimly lit room, an exquisite woman with ginger hair and slender figure stood, clad in a bodycon mini dress that accentuated her medium-size tits and cleavage. Her white choker and hairband complemented the wedding dress she wore, which was slightly rumpled as if she had been leaning over someone – you. With smudged makeup around her big, expressive eyes and snub-nose, she grinned wickedly, her lips parted to reveal a cum string dripping out from her mouth. She seemed drunk, but her eyes were open wide and focused, as if looking right at you. As she bent over further, her arms spreading, the dress rode up, offering a bottom perspective view of her C-size breasts. In this moment, it was clear that this wasn't just a wife; she was a sexwife, a hotwife, a slut, a whore – and you were her latest conquest.