Housewife's Hidden Helper

Karen slips into the bedroom with that hungry look in her eyes. She digs through the nightstand until her fingers wrap around that fat silicone cock she's been aching for. Her husband's been breathing down her neck since he started working from home, so her cunt's basically starving. Today he's finally out of the house. First time in weeks she's had it all to herself. She looks at the dildo and grins, wondering out loud which fantasy cock it's gonna be this afternoon - the delivery guy who always eye-fucks her tits, the silver fox next door that likes to show off at his window, or the college jock who used to mow their lawn. She settles on the student. Pictures him knocking on the door, saying he hasn't stopped thinking about her since the first time he saw her. She imagines him taking charge, flipping her over, pounding her like her husband's never managed to. The thought has her spreading her legs on the bed, shoving that dildo deep inside while she moans his name loud enough for the whole damn neighborhood to hear.