Why Does AzaleaJoan Tease Me with Her Pink Dress and Lollipop?

I’m sprawled out on this pink silk, my dress hiked up to my thighs, and I can’t help but think about how much I miss the feel of a thick cock inside me. The lollipop in my hand is just a tease, a poor substitute for the real thing. I suck on it, imagining it’s his cock, hard and ready for me. My pussy is already wet, aching for the kind of fucking only a real man can give. I’m a hotwife, and I know what I need. **Lustful Tease: A Hotwife’s Desire** I close my eyes, remembering the last time he took me, how he filled me completely, stretching me wide. The lollipop is a pathetic replacement, but it’s all I have until he gets back. I run it over my lips, my tongue, tasting the sweetness, but craving the salt of his skin. I’m a whore for his cock, and I can’t wait to show him just how much I’ve missed him. My body is ready, my mind is racing, and I’m counting the minutes until he walks through that door, ready to fuck me like the slut I am.