My knees ached against the cold floor as I slobbered hungrily on Lucas’s throbbing c**k, drool running down my chin and dripping onto my heavy t**s. I was in full slut mode, moaning like a w***e around his shaft while my fingers frantically rubbed my soaked p***y through the tiny black thong.
“God yes, baby… I’m such a nasty f*****g wife,” I gasped, pulling off his c**k with a wet pop. “I’ve been fingering my stretch-marked cunt every night thinking about four men destroying me. I want to be a gangbang slut so bad—”
Suddenly, Lucas’s phone started exploding with notifications. His eyes widened in horror as he looked at the screen.
“Helen… what the f**k did you do?!” he choked.
I pulled back, confused, strings of spit still connecting my lips to his glistening d**k. That’s when I notice
