BodyRub Hotline

Derrick's kicking back at home while his wife's zooming out the door, late for work as usual. Man's been itching for a week to snag a free day and dial up that hotline his buddy swore by. Boom—an hour later, Destiny Dixon struts in, rocking this killer lingerie that hugs every curve like it was made for sin. She grabs his hand, smirks, and drags him straight to the bedroom. Yeah, right in his wife's bed—talk about bold moves. Destiny sets the scene, fluffing pillows and dimming lights, while Derrick strips down and chills out, heart pounding. She swings a leg over, straddling his sneaky ass, and starts this teasing rubdown from his shoulders down to those toes. Off comes her top in one smooth pull, unleashing those perfect tits that bounce just right, begging for a stare. She spots the bulge—oh yeah, he's primed—and dives in, working him hard through his boxers till he's throbbing huge, all while locking lips in a kiss that steals his breath. Massage wrapped, she shifts up, planting her dripping wet pussy right on his face for a taste he'll never forget. Then she dives down, swallowing his cock deep in her hot, velvet throat, sucking like a pro. Question is, will wifey ever catch on to this backyard betrayal?