She gasped, pussy clenching tight around me, hips bucking up to meet my slams. "Yes… I'm bad… so bad… he'd be so mad if he knew…"
I growled, pounding deeper, one hand sliding up to squeeze her throat lightly. "What would he say if he walked in right now? Seeing his good wife folded like this, taking my cock raw?"
She whimpered, eyes glazing over at the thought, body shaking harder. "He'd… he'd hate it… hate how much I love it… how wet I get for you…"
Listening to her talk about her husband while I was balls-deep in his wife was doing wonders—stealing another man's woman, breeding her deep while he was clueless, made my cock throb even harder, like it was rewarding me for the taboo.
I took one of her leaking tits in my mouth, biting down on the hard nipple, sucking rough. She pulled my head in closer, looking into my eyes with pure lust, moaning loud—"Ahh… yes, like that… harder…"
