Susana could not take the teasing anymore. Three nights of dirty texts and secret touches had left her body on fire. Her husband was still away for another week, and every time she closed her eyes she saw Alex’s thick c**k in that video, heard his low groan, felt his rough hand on her waist under the rain.
Tonight she was done waiting.
It was past midnight. The neighborhood was dead quiet. Susana slipped out of her house wearing only a short silk robe that barely covered her ass. Nothing underneath. Her heavy breasts moved freely under the thin fabric, n*****s already hard from the cool night air and the rush of what she was about to do.
She crossed the dark backyard on bare feet, heart pounding so loud she could hear it in her ears. She stopped at Alex’s back door and knocked softly —
