At that moment, Nadia was still fully impaled on my thick cock. Her legs were spread wide, giving her husband a direct view of my massive shaft stretching her mature pussy.
Her heavy breasts were heaving, and her face was flushed with both shame and lingering arousal.
"Honey, I can explain—" Nadia started desperately, her voice trembling.
Before she could finish, I smirked and gave a slow, deliberate upward thrust of my hips, driving my cock deeper into her soaked pussy.
"Ahhh!" Nadia moaned loudly, unable to stop herself. The sound was unmistakably sexual and filled the room, cutting off her weak attempt at an explanation.
Saleem stood there frozen, watching his own wife moan like a whore while sitting on another man's cock right in front of him. His face twisted with a mixture of rage, heartbreak, and humiliation.
