My Slutty Wife Stays on All Fours for My Cock

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Slowly, she raises her arms above her head, arching her back, her small breasts jutting out. The man's hairy hand squeezes her right hip, his fingers digging into her skin. His penis moves in and out of her anus, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the air.

Your breath catches as you watch them, your pulse racing. Your hand moves of its own accord, stroking hard. The woman's brunette hair cascades down her back, partially obscuring her face as she turns her head. The tattoo on her lower back glistens with sweat. The man's grip on her hip tightens as he thrusts into her. She moans, the sound husky and desperate. Your rhythm quickens, your ache growing.

The woman's body begins to shake, her muscles tensing. The man's thrusts become more urgent, his hand moving from her hip to her buttock. He squeezes it hard, his fingers leaving red marks on her skin. She cries out, the sound echoing through the room. Your hand moves faster, your need building. You won't last much longer. Just how much can she take before she loses control?