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HOUSEWIFE TEMPTATIONS (IV)

Author: Dan Noir
last update publish date: 2026-01-06 08:34:45

MARTHA POV

Martha’s eyes widened in utter frustration, her brows furrowed tightly as she bit her lower lip hard. All her fingers had succeeded in making her even more horny, her thighs clenching together involuntarily.

Watching him work out was like watching live porn. So sexy, so…ahh, fucking sensual. Like his entire being was made of sex! She wondered what made him curse out earlier but he still hadn’t turned around so she’s safe?

She adjusted her clothes with shaky hands and slipped out of t
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