I met a supreme femme fatale at my wife's friend's esthetic salon, known for her G-cup explosive breasts that aimed to seduce men. With her voluptuous, attractive large breasts and buttocks, she tempted me, and every visit left me teased through the fabric in close contact, sinking both body and soul into her. One day, I finally crossed the line... The guilt towards my wife even turned into an excitement boost, leading me into an endless swamp of pleasure, where my reason burned out and I drowned in forbidden sex without protection...
