The Affair Begins Part 7

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It’s now 12:35am, Tuesday night. While her husband is asleep miles away, the busty aerobics instructor stared at her gym boyfriend’s hard cock, completely transfixed, and her body instinctively responded with an intensity that shocked even her.
Even though she was not mentally prepared to fuck, her body was eager and ready to fuck.
Her pussy throbbed heavily, a deep, rhythmic pulsing that made her inner walls clench repeatedly around nothing. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second — a sudden, warm rush of slick arousal flooding her folds and soaking straight through the crotch of her leggings. The thin fabric was already growing damp and clinging to her swollen lips and clit.
Her breathing had become shallow and rapid. Her heavy breasts rose and fell quickly, the soft flesh trembling with each breath. Her dark nipples were ***fully stiff, tight and aching, standing out prominently as they throbbed in time with her heartbeat. A flush of heat spread across her chest and up her neck, turning her olive skin a deep pink.
Between her thighs, her clit had swollen noticeably, sensitive and buzzing with need. Every small shift of her body caused the soaked fabric of her panties to rub against it, sending sharp sparks of pleasure through her core. Her pussy felt empty and greedy, fluttering and contracting as fresh wetness continued to leak out of her, creating a warm, slippery mess between her legs.
She ***ly pressed her thighs together, but that only made it worse — the pressure on her swollen clit drew a tiny, involuntary whimper from her lips. Her stomach fluttered with nervous butterflies, while lower down her body was screaming with raw, ***istic desire.
Her hands trembled slightly as she continued holding her heavy breasts together for him. The ache inside her was almost unbearable now — a deep, empty longing that made her hips twitch subtly, as if her body was already begging to be filled by the thick cock right in front of her face.
She was soaked.
Embarrassingly, shamefully soaked.
And the more she stared at his big, hard cock — so much thicker and longer than her husband’s — the wetter she became.