Dominant Wives Society and Their Cuckold Husbands, Book 8

By: Candy Kross

Narrated by: Candy Kross

Length: 1 hr and 3 mins

Publisher's summary

I parked the car in the airport parking lot and walked to the baggage claim and waited for Irene to come down the escalator.

Then my jaw dropped. Someone who resembled my wife began to descend the escalator with all eyes on her. A woman with fiery red hair cut into a short shoulder length bob with bangs, dressed in a short red mini dress that was barely covering her ass, wearing red high heels and black sunglasses, graciously floated down to the baggage claim area.

But, what I noticed the most was that her breasts were huge! I'm not too familiar with bra cup sizes but I think my wife wore a B cup. What she had now easily had to be a DD cup size. Her breasts bounced as she began to walk very sexily in her high heels.

As she approached me, she was wearing a smile and then it faded. Like she was remembering her old life or something and that I was still part of it somehow, whether she wanted me to be or not. She had a look of disdain on her face, but she still kissed me on the cheek, leaving a big pair of red lip marks on my cheek. She had on dark red lipstick. Irene never wore make-up, but she seemed to have an abundance of it on now.

Her eyelashes were long and thick; she had on thick eyeliner that made her eyes look like cat eyes and a shadow of darkness over her eyelids. She looked like she could be a model on the cover of a magazine. She looked amazingly hot. It was hard to believe that this was my tiny little mousy wife that I had been with for eleven years.

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