January 12, 2026
Wig On, Wifeβs Dress Tight, Mouth Open ππ
He slipped into her dress, heels wobbling, lipstick smeared. I grabbed his face, shoved my cock between his lips, and facefucked him like a filthy little secret. His moans echoed into the fabric while mascara ran down his cheeks. I painted his ruined face with my load and told him he looked prettier covered in it.
