Morning Wood: A Hotwife’s Secret Tryst

Look, I want to make it up to you, spank me, fuck me, whatever, just don’t make me eat it.”
She smiled weakly at me, “No, I’m the sorry one; I pushed you too far. I guess she enjoyed the foot massage; she said we were going to do it again. XXX I usually didn’t get to do this with Kennedy, I was much more gentle than I might otherwise have been; I didn’t want to get anything bitten off. “You’d let me do that, but use the safeword now?”
It seemed reasonable to me, “Would you? I screwed up my face, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable. I was surprised at how hard my dick felt, it was in an uncomfortable position beneath me. Then, she had me lick that up.