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Exploring the streets Part 3 - [Exclusive]

Added 2025-03-14 09:54:23 +0000 UTC

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/121867446

Part 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/122802358

"You ready for more?" he asks with a dark chuckle before positioning himself at your entrance without waiting for an answer

As you were about to say something, you were shocked to find your wife standing in corner. She was siliently watching the show.

You freeze, your heart pounding in your chest as your eyes lock with your wife's. She stands in the shadowy corner of the alleyway, arms crossed, face unreadable in the dim light. The rich man, oblivious to the new audience member, continues to position himself behind you.

"Wait," you gasp, your voice trembling.

The rich man follows your gaze and suddenly notices your wife. "Well, well," he says with a smirk. "Is this your woman? Come to watch her husband get fucked like the sissy he is?"

Your wife steps forward, her heels clicking against the concrete. The streetlamp catches her face now, and to your astonishment, there's no disgust there—only a dark, hungry curiosity.

"I followed you," she says, her voice steady. "I've suspected for months. Finding your lingerie, noticing how you were shaving your body smooth, and many other things”

"What the fuck?" the man hisses, but doesn't withdraw from you. Instead, he looks your wife up and down with predatory interest. "This your husband, sweetheart?"

Your wife's red lips curl into a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "My husband? No, this is my little sissy slut. Aren't you, darling?"

You swallow hard, caught between shame and an unexpected thrill at her words. Your lips part, but no sound comes out.

"I asked you a question," your wife says, stepping closer. The moonlight catches the glint in her eyes—something dangerous, something aroused.

"Y-yes," you finally stammer, your voice barely audible over the distant city sounds. "I'm your sissy slut."

The rich man chuckles behind you, his hands still gripping your hips possessively. "Looks like we've got ourselves a situation," he says, his breath hot against your neck. "What do you propose, lady?"