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Chapter 7 by Torg Torg

What next?

Interruption

In very little time, Natalie is whimpering as she pinches her own nipples. Her eyes are closed, and her face is awash in pleasure. You can feel that familiar tingle again, as her aggressive sexuality has you ready in record time. Another minute of hard bouncing on your cock and nipple pinching has her voice rise an octave as a big climax overwhelms her. Her body shakes wildly atop you, her tits jiggling in her hands, and you unleash a torrent of cum into her throbbing pussy. You arch and growl through your orgasm.

Neither of you are finished yet, but a slamming door startles you, and someone calls out, “Natalie, I’m home!” A look of horror hits her face as her head snaps toward the bedroom door. She jumps off you, whispering emphatically, “Hide quick! It’s my husband!” She starts putting on her clothes frantically as you leap from the bed and feverishly try to grab all of your clothing. You find her thong on top of your socks and surreptitiously stick it in your pocket. Luckily, they have a walk-in closet, and you scurry into it with your pile. As she closes the closet door, she kisses you and says, “I’ll find a way to distract him or get him out. I’ll knock when it’s okay to come out.” She closes the door and darkness surrounds you.

What happens next?

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