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1920x1080 HD Stroke While I Text Your Wife Every Filthy Secret I know exactly what you've been doing behind closed doors. Every late night, every "work trip," every time you told her you were too tired to fuck her... you were stroking yourself raw to my homewrecking content. Now I'm turning that secret into our most dangerous game yet.'ve got your phone number. I've got her number too. And right here, in real time, I'm going to test just how far you'll go while that cock throbs in your fist. You stroke exactly how I tell you. You edge when I command. And with every desperate pump, I remind you of every filthy clip you've bought, every message you've sent begging me to ruin you, every fantasy you've had about my tight pussy replacing your wife's starfish routine. I describe the screenshots lined up on my phone like ammunition. Our conversation history where you begged to be owned. Your payment history that proves you spend more on me than on her. The timestamps that show you're a pathetic addicted gooner when you should be fucking your marital bed. I detail each one slowly, sensually, letting you feel the weight of how exposed you are while your hand speeds up helplessly. The game has rules you desperately hope I follow. Edge when I type. Hold it when I hover. Stroke faster when I read your own pathetic words back to you in my sweetest voice. You're so close to exploding, and I remind you exactly what that means: that you chose this. That you chose me. That the mess you're about to make proves everything I could send her. et’s see how long you can last, knowing I could destroy you with one single tap. Are you ready to play my blackmail fantasy game, or are you already about to explode just from the sheer, terrifying thrill?