My Husband Fucks My Pussy Then Covers My Stomach

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Slowly, he takes her from behind, his hand holding her tight as he thrusts deep into her pussy. Her curvy body moves with each stroke, large breasts swaying, light skin glistening. Her hand rests against her thigh, occasionally shifting position as his other hand grips her hip or lower back. The rhythm is steady, his pelvis moving visibly as her body responds to each thrust.

Your pulse quickens as you watch them, your breathing heavy. His thrusts are slow and deliberate, drawing out the pleasure. You can feel your hardness growing, your ache intensifying. You stroke yourself in time with his movements, edging closer to release. The tension builds as they continue, the woman's body responding to each thrust.

He withdraws and ejaculates onto her lower abdomen, semen splattering and pooling on her skin. The final image is of his still-erect penis hovering above the mess, cum streaked across her belly. Your hand moves faster now, your breath catching in your throat. You're on the edge, ready to cum at any moment. Will you last any longer than he did?