My husband was working just one room away while I sneaked my Bumble date into our bed. I rode him hard, biting my lip to stay quiet—fucking behind my husband's back, literally. Did he hear the creak of the bed? Or feel the heat I left on our sheets?
My husband was working just one room away while I sneaked my Bumble date into our bed. I rode him hard, biting my lip to stay quiet—fucking behind my husband's back, literally. Did he hear the creak of the bed? Or feel the heat I left on our sheets?