200GANA-1718 A seasoned pick-up artist's sex room, secretly filmed during a brought-in sexual encounter 056

I'm Maria. I say this and most people are surprised, but I'm married. Lately, my husband comes home late. He says he has business dinners every day. I don't dislike him because of it. Since I also work, I somewhat understand his struggles and inevitabilities. But I can't be the perfect wife who waits quietly. It's just too lonely, so I sneak off to a male friend's house to play, and yes, we do it. Seeing clothes tossed aside after washing, saying 'No help for it' as I fold them (it's not like we've been married that long), reminds me of our honeymoon days, and when we get intimate, it brings back the feeling of when we were dating, so yeah, it gets me going down there. It's involuntary. I do have sex with my husband too, but nothing gets me as excited as sixty-nine, or having my breasts bounce wildly from being thrust into hard, so I can really get off on sex with him. Because of this, I can bear waiting for my husband, and it lets out the loneliness and arousal, so honestly, I can't stop.