My married neighbor!

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So, here’s the scoop. I’m currently hooked up with this married dude who happens to be my neighbor. Both our spouses are pretty oblivious, which works in our favor. We try to sneak in quickies whenever we can, like when his wife dashes off to the bank. The whole “”risk of getting busted”” sure adds a little extra spice to our guilty pleasure.

Just the other day, we had one of our usual rendezvous. Our favorite spot? His kitchen island. He loves to bend me over that countertop, slide my dress up, and plunge his cock deep inside me. God, it leaves me breathless every single time. He says he loves fucking me there because he can fantasize about his wife watching while preparing his dinner. Such a naughty guy.

This time around, like all the other times, he wasted zero time. He stretched my pussy until I was gasping for air, his dick pounding me hard and rough – just the way we both crave it. And because I’m super loud (his cock is HUGE, okay?), he frequently has to cover my mouth. Though part of me really wants the nosy old woman living next door to hear how her lawn-mower guy fucks.

Things got hot and heavy and he was pile-driving me until we heard a car door and footsteps. He yanked his pants up and zipped himself in, and I hastily smoothed down my dress and tried to put my hair back in order. As the sound of keys jingling grew louder, I quickly made a beeline for the exit. Just then, I could feel a warm trickle run down my legs. As I thanked him for lending me a hammer (get it, nailing things and all), his wife walked in. Talk about impeccable timing.

It was the first time we were in the same room. He was standing with his back to the counter, probably because his dick was still rock hard. His face was flushed but he managed to keep his cool and played along. I greeted her, thanked her for the hammer, and as their front door closed behind me, I couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of her ever finding out how her husband filled me with his cum.

Back at mine, I couldn’t help but finish off, imagining her standing there, watching, as her husband fucked me silly.

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