Military Wives: Part One

Ryan Ryans got stuck in a cold, empty house once her military husband shipped out. Quick video calls only make the quiet louder. Still, when his face pops up she yanks those big tits out, squeezes them for the camera and slides two fingers into her wet pussy, moaning loud like she wants every mile between them to disappear. One minute in, mortar rounds start dropping and the screen goes black, leaving her throbbing and unfinished. She phones the only person who might get it—Alexis Fawx, another army wife. Alexis shows up with a sly little secret and swears Ryan to silence. Eyes shut, Ryan waits. Alexis leans in, lips brushing hers, soft and warm. Ryan pulls back, says she can’t cheat. Alexis talks her down—nothing wrong with needing touch, especially when both of them look this good. Ryan caves. Alexis kisses down her neck, palms those heavy breasts once the bra hits the floor, and Ryan gasps that it feels just like him. They tumble onto the couch, tongues diving between spread thighs, licking and sucking until the orgasm that got cut short finally crashes through both of them.