Our Hotwife Journey Begins: How My Cuckold Husband Opened My Eyes To The Wild Pleasures Of The Lifestyle

I was unwinding at the bar of a cheap,
cozy hotel in the middle of America
one night when a handsome traveling
salesman started flirting with me: The
perfectly clichéd opportunity to regain
control of my sex life, right? redtube 2. Naturally, we checked out the
plane’s bathroom, but we agreed
that it looked too cramped for a mid-air
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    A dozen
lap dances later, around 5am, we
checked into a hotel. 3. I’m not aggressive by nature, but I knew I had
to trample the competition fast—or
miss my chance. That Friday night, she scooped me from
my parents’ place in an Escalade and
drove me to her suburban McMansion,
where two other badass cars were
parked in the driveway, and,
apparently, two young kids were tucked in

Our Hotwife Journey Begins: How My Cuckold Husband Opened My Eyes To The Wild Pleasures Of The Lifestyle

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