Let me home wreck your entire life
You're married — but you're starved. She stopped caring, stopped touching, stopped trying. Meanwhile, I'm over here wet just thinking about how easy it would be to steal you. I want to be the voice you hear when you're lying next to her, hard and frustrated. I want you telling me how badly you need to feel wanted again — needed — used the right way. I'll talk you through every filthy detail of what I'd do if you were mine: how I'd ride you like I owned you, beg for every drop while your ring is still on. Forget guilt. Forget loyalty. You're mine now — just a bored husband with a stiff cock and a secret he's too weak to keep. Call me. Let me ruin you for her.
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