Tonight, the weight of our swollen bellies presses against each other as we lie in bed, craving the one thing we can't have enough of—you. Helia's fingers trace slow circles around my nipples, already hard and aching, while my own hand slips between her thighs, teasing her dripping cunt. We whisper promises of what we'll do to you the moment you walk through that door... how I'll pin you down and ride your cock until you're begging for mercy, while Helia takes your mouth, forcing you to taste her sweet arousal. The thought alone has us squirming, desperate and impatient. But for now, we'll have to settle for each other's touch, our moans filling the empty space you left behind. Hurry home, love. Your wives are starving. 💋🔥