Bull Fucks My Wife While I Watch from the Corner

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her legs are spread wide on that couch, the other man between them. He's licking her, slow, deliberate strokes. You can almost taste her.

She's arching her back, her hands sometimes raised. Her body is completely exposed now. The first man is watching, a look of desire and submission on his face. He's hard, his cock straining against his pants.

You're getting hard too, your hand moving without thinking. Your breathing is faster, your pulse racing. You're on the edge, but you don't want to cum yet. You want to see more of this, to feel more of it.

The man fucking her is muscular, powerful. His strokes are deep and slow. She's moaning, her body responding to him. You can feel your own rhythm building, your ache growing.

The first man is still watching, his eyes fixed on them. He's enjoying this, getting off on it. You are too, your hand moving faster now. But you don't want to cum yet, not until you see more.

She's getting louder now, her body tensing up. He's going deeper, his strokes faster. You're right there with them, your breath catching in your throat.

Now she's cumming, her body shuddering with pleasure. He's still fucking her, still going deep. And the first man is still watching, still hard.

This isn't over yet, not even close.