flushmotor-redux:flushmotor: she thought it was her lover at the hotel room door. But it wasn’
flushmotor-redux:flushmotor: she thought it was her lover at the hotel room door. But it wasn’t–it was her husband. After he bound, gagged, and blindfolded her, he left, slamming the door behind him. Now she’s wondering who the next person through that door will be: her lover, her husband again, or a complete stranger? And will she even be able to tell? I would have left the cheating whore with no clothes -- source link