Ann and Ron - Part 2 (Prevew)

It had been months since Ann had lured Ron over one afternoon while her husband was out golfing. Months since Ann had discovered just how easily Ron could scratch an itch she never wanted to stop feeling. Now it wasn’t an accident at all — it was an arrangement. A couple of times a week, on his lunch break, Ron would swing by, use her, and head back to work with her scent still on him. James knew and didn't care, hell... he even encouraged it, smiling knowingly when Ron’s old beat-up car pulled into the driveway.

This Tuesday, she’d texted him simply: No condom today. I want to feel you to fill me.

When he knocked, she quickly answered, and Ann was a vision of temptation. Dressed in a white tube top, tiny white lace panties high on her waist, stockings, platform heels, and a tiny tube top that had to be one of Kim's old ones.

With one hand on the frame, the other teasing between her thighs, Ann broke the silence, “Lunch break’s ticking, sweetie.” She smirked, stepping aside. “Upstairs. Now!”

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