I am one horny vixen, but the problem with that is that my old man can’t ever get it up enough to giggle at, much less fuck me. He’s too fucking ancient, even too old to take a boner pill! It’s ok – I mean, he fulfills many of my other needs with his many bank accounts and investments. He just can’t fill one need – the sweet, wet need that is my aching pussy! Because of that, I have no choice but to cheat on him. I’m sure in his heart he knows it’s going on, but the dear thing never questions me. Ignorance is bliss, but with all the side action I get, I’m always bursting at the seams with the desire to gossip about it. That’s why cheating wife phone sex is so perfect for me. If you’re into hearing about my shenanigans, I’m all about spilling the details.
Like I could tell you about what happened last week. I was at the salon getting my hair done, and when I went out to leave there was a car blocking me from pulling out of my space. I had to wait around for the driver to come out, and it turned out to be this totally hot guy in his late twenties. He was really hungry and had run into the deli to grab a sandwich, but when he came out and saw me leaning against my car, I could tell his appetite had changed. The way he eyed me up and down, I knew I had him if I wanted him, and after eyeing him up and down, I definitely did. We exchanged a few flirtations, and before you knew it, we were at the sleazy no-tell motel around the corner, doing all kinds of things to inspire an exciting cheating wife phone sex experience for me to share with all you horny devils.
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