Today I realized I've been keeping a secret count in my head—how many men have imagined fucking me. The grocery clerk who always bags my items extra slow, the father at Nishi's school who lingers by the gate, my husband's best friend who "accidentally" touches my waist whenever he passes by. My pussy gets wet just thinking about their fantasies, wondering whose cock would be the biggest, who would last the longest, who would make me scream loudest. Sometimes I wear no panties to the park just to feel the breeze on my bare cunt, imagining all the husbands watching me push my daughter on the swings while they picture bending me over the jungle gym. The thrill is better than any orgasm. 🍃🔥
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