Husband's Unexpected Homecoming

The wife, believing she had the house to herself, indulges in a secret afternoon delight. Her husband, however, has other plans. Silently, he watches her from the doorway, his gaze locked on her heaving breasts and the toy disappearing into her glistening folds. He steps in, his presence only registering when he's beside the bed. She freezes, but he doesn't stop. Instead, he leans down, whispering, "Don't stop on my account. I've been thinking about this all day."

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