Revealing Passion in wife caught me masterbating

Outside blizzards rage, inside wife caught me masterbating glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for wife caught me masterbating,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “wife caught me masterbating” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “wife caught me masterbating” against the snow.