The Trophy Wife, The Hot Trainer

"Mmm... slower... My husband is still on the line..."

I was on all fours, arching my back and pushing my hips high just like my husband told me to over the phone.

Behind me, the fitness trainer gripped my waist, his palm stinging as it slapped my rear.

Guided by my husband's voice through the speakers, he let out a low grunt and lunged forward, filling me completely.

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My name is Clara, and I have the kind of hourglass figure most women would die for.

Back in college, the guys couldn't ke