CuckoldFart Posted August 19, 2020 Report Share Posted August 19, 2020 It was a walk in closet. A single louvred door with a small brass round handle and a key in the lock underneath it. There were clothes and items on the shelves and on the hangers. A large mirror had been screwed to the wall at the back. I often looked in whenever I felt like it. Don't ask me why. You would think someone who had been ******** as often as I had in that small room. Would want to steer clear of it. But no. If somehow drew me to it. As if every time I opened the door to peer ins... View the full topic at CuckoldPlace.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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