Talia Boo

I worship my husband, and I love sharing the view. The tight, young brunette at Bright Cup can't stop staring at the outline in his joggers, and I'm done pretending I don't notice. I make the invite, pour the wine, and sit back to watch her kiss him, taste him, and open for every thick inch he gives. I'm the one whispering in her ear to take more, guiding hands and hips until we're all shaking. It's consensual, filthy, and exactly what I wanted: my amazing husband claimed, our barista begging, and me soaked while I watch, and maybe...
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