Wow. Her husband was a stupid piece of shit—wife this hot, and he thought anything without her was better? Even the home kitchen would be the most interesting place on earth with her in it.
I started fucking her harder now—deep, steady thrusts, making her boobs shake wild under me, nipples hard and begging.
Her face twisted in the satisfaction she'd been craving for days—eyes rolling back, mouth open in constant moans, body finally getting what it needed.
She rubbed her clit faster—pussy clenching tighter around me with every slam.
"Yes… Alex… harder… fuck me…" she begged.
I kept fucking her harder—seeing her lust face twist, eyes rolling back, mouth open in constant moans, body finally getting what it needed after days of craving. The sight made me lose control—thrusts turning savage, hips slamming deep.
