Published: March 23rd 2025, 4:00:33 pm
Hubby sat in his chair, watching, stroking himself, mesmerized by the way my body bent to our Bull’s rhythm. But he wasn’t the only one listening.
The neighbor’s porch light flickered on. A window creaked open. Was it curiosity? Lust? Did they press their ears to the wall, hanging onto every breathless moan, every filthy whisper, every wet, rhythmic clap of skin on skin?
I hope they did. I wanted them to. I wanted the whole world to know I was being taken, owned, stretched in the most delicious way. And I wanted them to crave what I was feeling.
This night was for pleasure. For power. For the thrill of being watched… and heard. And I loved every second of it.
Here is angle 2 of this insanely hot video!