Blackdog's Wet, Wanton Wife

Blackdogofhell's wife, her hair drenched and body glistening, is lost in thought under the pounding showerhead. Suddenly, she feels a presence. She turns to find her husband, his eyes dark with desire. 'What are you doing?' she gasps, but he's already pinning her against the cold tile, his mouth hungry on hers. She moans, her hands clawing at his back as he lifts her, impaling her on his cock. The shower fills with their ragged breaths and the sound of wet flesh meeting flesh, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself.

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