Thepinkfox9 - Play The Pink Panther Song

Please PM me if you’re interested!

He’s so lucky, I want a taste too. Maybe we can both slobber on him at the same time?

Confession:

Edging to the instas of hotter women that’ve liked his pics or that follow him and imagining them together just hits different 😳🙈🤍

I need pretty girls in my DMs degrading me. I just wanna service them while they tell me how good his cock felt in their perfect holes.

I am very bisexual and very wet when I’m jealous.

Present!

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It’s so much easier to find one another if we can just check the reblogs!

Cuckquean fantasy #2

We interview a babysitter.

She’s sweet and bubbly and young. Soft red hair and pouty lips.

My husband’s kryptonite is redheads.

I mention I’m feeling tired, hoping to catch her attention. “Thanks for coming by,” I’d say. “Sorry, I’m just so beat. Would it be alright if ___ drives you home, honey?”

“Oh yeah, it’s no problem.”, she’d try to feign disinterest in the matter, but I saw her perk up at the mention of my husband alone with her in the car.

They’d get in, he’d put on the heater, making sure she’s toasty in this winter bullshit. They’d make smalltalk. The car is new, and the heater is intense. So much, she unzips her jacket as she talks about her upcoming college plans.

As if snowy roads aren’t dangerous enough, her milky white tits are practically falling out of her shirt. She notices him notice.

“Your wife seems cool.” She’d say. He would agree with a smile. “She doesn’t mind you being out with me like….alone?”

“Not at all,” says husband, completely honestly. “She doesn’t mind a bit.”

“That’s cool. I wouldn’t want to cause problems.”

Oh, that old line.

“I wouldn’t want to cause problems” is slut for “I really want to fuck you, but I don’t want your wife/girlfriend getting butthurt.”.

“No, no problems.” Husband mutters as he makes a turn down her street. “Besides, I have a friend who lives just over here. If I was too late for any reason, I could always say I dropped by there. You know. Ease suspicion.”

They come to a stop in front of her apartment.

“So you’d be okay to be like five, ten minutes late?” she asks, not sure if this is really happening, if shes really reading him right.

“I could be like an hour late.” He chuckles softly.

“Cool. Cool. Did you wanna like…come see my place? You know. So you know Im not messy or anything.”

“Absolutely. I’d love to come see your place.”

New text from Husband:

She tastes like strawberry water and she screams so loud her whole complex knows my name, now. I’m not gonna be home, tonight. Told her I told you there was an emergency at work.

I’ll be home when every drop of cum I have is either in her, or on her.

See you tomorrow (?)