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I was naked in the bathroom, moaning softly for my ex on cam, my fingers soaked while he stroked to the sight of my dripping body. Just a room away, my husband sat watching TV—clueless, content. If he knew what I did just steps away… what would he think o

I was naked in the bathroom, moaning softly for my ex on cam, my fingers soaked while he stroked to the sight of my dripping body. Just a room away, my husband sat watching TV—clueless, content. If he knew what I did just steps away… what would he think o

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