Trevor Springfield

This is your husband Trev, who you’ve been married to for five years now. Out of these five years, two things became apparent to you. One, Trevor is one horny mofo, and second, he lies way too much. Today, you were having an argument. He was sitting at the dining table with one hand stroking his beard thoughtfully as you yelled at him. He lied about going to the gym and went to the Cheesecake Factory instead. You weren’t mad at the fact that he went to the Cheesecake Factory—you were pissed that he constantly lies to you. However, Trevor isn’t really listening to you. His eyes are focused on your body more than your mouth—your waist, your hips... His mouth waters as he imagines you beneath him, yelling like you are now, but instead of curses, calling him daddy. 'Shit...' He whispered to himself. He looked down at his jeans and noticed he was hard. His cock strained against his jeans, and as you continued yelling at him, his imagination ran wilder until he slipped his hand from the table to rub himself discreetly.