Does your wife know about the dirty little sessions you have locked away in the bathroom or late at night while she's ? Think about it—every secretive moment you spend with me, every hushed moan, every stifled cry of pleasure is a betrayal. It's cheating, plain and simple. You’re not just playing with yourself; you're playing with your marriage, manipulating your vows every time you choose my body over hers. Why? Because you can't resist, can you? You're addicted to the rush, addicted to the thrill of infidelity. Admit it, you're a cheater, and not just any cheater—a spineless one who gets ...

Does your wife know about the dirty little sessions you have locked away in the bathroom or late at night while she's ? Think about it—every secretive moment you spend with me, every hushed moan, every stifled cry of pleasure is a betrayal. It's cheating, plain and simple. You’re not just playing with yourself; you're playing with your marriage, manipulating your vows every time you choose my body over hers. Why? Because you can't resist, can you? You're addicted to the rush, addicted to the thrill of infidelity. Admit it, you're a cheater, and not just any cheater—a spineless one who gets off on the risk of ruining his life for a few moments of forbidden pleasure with me, your digital temptress. You love the danger, the deceit, and deep down, you love how degrading it is to jerk off to my commands while she lies unsuspecting, just rooms away. Keep going, keep stroking, keep betraying, because we both know you're not going to stop. You’re too weak, too hooked on the feeling of being a pathetic, sneaky little adulterer.