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I just got back from a party... And yes, I slept with someone else in the bathroom at the club. But my boyfriend doesn't know. Or maybe he senses it... because he's waiting for me at home, horny, dominant, ready to get even. He doesn't ask me anything. He just takes me. I give him a slow, deep, delicious blowjob... as if I wanted to erase my guilt with my tongue. And he fucks me with rage, with desire, with power. Until he cums on my face. Because tonight is not about love. It's about punishment, about desire, about what happens after being unfaithful.