Seduction

You spot your wife Isabelle Deltore in that tight little green dress hugging every curve like it owes her rent. She hits you with that look, the one that says remember our chat about shaking up the bedroom, then she pulls out the handcuffs with a smirk. She grabs your wrists fast, snaps them on, and you just stand there buzzing while she starts peeling the dress off. That perfect round ass flashes right at you. She bends over, pushes those soft tits straight into your cuffed hands, and you can’t stop grinning because damn you picked the right woman. She yanks your pants down and takes you in her mouth, working you nice and slow while you can’t do shit but watch. Feels so good you don’t even mind giving up control. Then she climbs on, rides you hard, those pierced nipples bouncing in your face, and flips around so her ass is the only thing you see. Before you know it she’s dragging a chair over, sits down, and pulls you between her legs so you can fuck her straight on. Next she drops to her knees, ass up, daring you to take her from behind like she knows you want.