Cheating In Plain Sight

Valentina’s husband has been gone for months, but the neighbors still catch glimpses of a man slipping through her front door. They’re watching the wrong person. The tall figure in uniform is Katrina Colt in disguise, and the moment the door shuts behind her she peels it away. Valentina meets her halfway, already reaching for skin. They kiss hard, wet mouths open, hands busy. Valentina drops to her knees, pulls Katrina’s panties aside, and licks her open—slow at first, then quicker, until Katrina’s hips buck. She drags Valentina up and they fall onto the sofa, legs tangled, Katrina’s fingers sliding straight inside. She works two, then three, curling deep while Valentina grinds against her palm. Valentina rolls on top, spreads her own thighs, and Katrina eats her like she’s starving, tongue flicking fast over her clit until Valentina comes with a sharp cry. They barely catch their breath before Katrina grabs the strap-on. She steps into the harness, slick from Valentina’s mouth, and pushes the thick length inside her. Valentina takes every inch, gripping the couch cushions while Katrina fucks her hard from behind. The harness slaps against skin. Valentina pushes back, asking for more, and Katrina gives it—deep, fast, relentless until both of them are shaking.