Robin bit her lip when she opened his message and saw the picture. She glanced over at Edwin to make sure he was asleep. Sending flirty messages and naughty pics to another guy while her fiancé slept next to her was just wrong. This was wrong on so many levels but at this point, she was too far in to stop.
I guess that answers my question. She replied. She looked at the photo for a moment, remembering everything he did with those lips, that cock. Her hand slipped beneath the covers, toying with a stiff nipple, imagining it was his hand, his lips. I was just remembering how wet you got me. Just like now...