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I hate being left alone when my husband is traveling. But I figure, if I’m going to be alone, I might as well have fun! There is a young stud who just moved in a couple of doors down. And he is just what this sex-deprived, cock hungry, phone sex housewife needs. He must be at least in his 20s, and my god is he ripped! I have fantasized so many times what it would be like to lick the sweat off his abs. I always catch him watching me when I’m outside. I don’t look right at him, but I can see out of the corners of my eyes. And I can feel his eyes on me. Makes my pussy so damn wet!
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