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Exhibitionism
Exhibitionism Mandy used to be so self-conscious. But over the years, Brett had been able to love her through it. Coaxing. Encouraging. Loving. He enjoyed her little shows. And as time went on and their marriage ripened, he joined her. Fucking for an audience turned them on. It was showtime tonight, and they both knew it. She came out of the bedroom wearing nothing but black thigh highs and patent leather heels. She held a gold vibrator in her hand, one of their favorites. She stood in the middle of the room, turned it on. Licked it. Sucked on it. Touched her nipples with it. They stiffened. She got to the heart of the matter, touched her clit, then lower, between her labia. She was turned on now, locking eyes. She moaned softly. She knelt on the red leather couch, spit on the vibrator. Slid it into her rectum. She came quickly, great bursts of energy emitting from her throat. She looked behind her. Locked eyes again. Tina was coming too. Brett was out of town. |
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