I’m cooking in my tight red and gold dress when my fat, shy, almost virgin neighbor sneaks into my kitchen again. My husband isn’t home and this pathetic fat guy can’t resist crawling back to his mistress. He drops to the floor without me saying a word, filming under my skirt like an obedient little loser. He stares at my ass, my thong, and the outline of my pussy while I cook, looking completely obsessed. I lift my dress just enough for him to lose his mind. He’s trembling so badly the camera shakes. I let him touch me for a moment. Between my cheeks. Over my pussy. And the little virgin is already whining, begging for permission to serve me.
I laugh at him. Cruel, slow, and merciless. He wants his mistress to use him? Fine. I grab his hair and make him worship me exactly the way I want. He falls apart instantly, unable to control himself. I wipe my mouth and smirk. He isn’t even a challenge.
But I’m not finished with him. I bend over the kitchen counter, let him kneel like a us
