Five Times I Fucked My Slut Wife Today in Blue Lingerie

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her hands are on him, her mouth is moving, and you can't help but feel the heat rising as she takes him in deep. Every slow stroke of her tongue makes you ache, every moan from her lips makes your pulse race.

She moves to her hands and knees, arching her back as he takes her from behind. The sound of their bodies meeting is intoxicating, making your breath catch in your throat. You can't look away as she rocks back against him, her hips swaying in a rhythm that makes your hand twitch with the urge to touch. She's lost in the moment, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure. Every thrust from him makes her gasp, every push back from her makes him groan.

She rolls onto her stomach, then her side, then her back, each new position offering a new view of their entwined bodies. He never stops moving, never stops driving into her with a slow, relentless rhythm that makes your own body throb with need. You can feel the tension building inside you, the ache growing with every passing moment. How long will you last once you press play?