Hotwife Story Time While Fucking

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp.

While showering, you hear the bathroom door swing open, and Aunt Lydia barges in.

Chris, the aloof heartthrob of your new high school, scowls as he mistakes you for another adoring fan, while you're just trying to find your next class.

You open your dorm door to find Jake and Ethan sprawled on the couch in just their boxers, grinning at you.

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation.

Ashley, your crush and the queen bee of school, rejects you. Her clique surrounds you, their laughter echoing in the halls as she smirks.

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy.

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger.

Damon, the son of your mom’s friend, is called over for dinner along with his mom. You two dont get along.

Parents wave goodbye, leaving you with Ashley, the babysitter.

Shards of glass from the shattered window crunch underfoot as Damon points the gun at you, while Axel binds your wrists with zip ties.