Kyle smiled when he realized that Eleanor's husband, Alden, was secretly watching them through the door, no doubt excited by the scandalous sight of his wife being fucked hard.
He decided to put on a little show for Alden, wanting to humiliate the poor man and arouse his lust at the same time.
He turned to Eleanor and grabbed her ankles, turning her body toward the door. Then he pushed her ankles up, opening her legs wider, exposing her pussy completely to Alden.
Kyle then moved over her on the bed and sat behind her head, placing his huge cock directly between her wide eyes. The strong smell overwhelmed her and she was overcome with lust.
"Clean it, slut." He said, spreading Eleanor's legs even wider for her husband's viewing pleasure.
Eleanor didn't hesitate. Instead, she felt even more aroused when he ordered her and called her that.
With a soft moan, she obediently stuck out her tongue and began licking and cleaning it, tasting the mixture of their juices.
The taste was strong, but she found herself craving more of it. The wet sloppy sounds filled the room.
Kyle smirked as he watched Eleanor work, knowing that Alden was getting an eyeful of her lewd state. He decided to give him an even better show.
He lowered his hand to her pussy, and with his fingers he spread her pink slit apart, making the semen flow even more.
Then, he glanced over at the door and caught a glimpse of Alden, knowing the man was getting a full view of his wife's dripping, fucked pussy.
Behind the door, Alden shifted uncomfortably, his breathing growing louder. He tried to stay silent, but the lewd display was having a clear effect on him.
He felt a confusing mix of humiliation and shameful arousal as his wife looked at Kyle's cock with a lewd, lust-filled gaze, continuing to pleasure him.
"Look at you, so eager to clean up my cum," Kyle chuckled. "I bet your husband loves watching you act like a filthy cockslut."
He grabbed her neck, shoving his cock deeper into her mouth. Her lips stretched obscenely around his thick girth as he used her throat like a fuckhole.
"Mmmphh!" Eleanor let out a muffled scream.
Alden gasped softly behind the door, eyes widening as he watched Kyle treat his wife like a toy.
The sight made his own cock throb almost painfully in his pants, a wet spot forming at the tip from his leaking arousal.
After a while, Kyle pulled Eleanor off his cock with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to the head of his dick.
`Now, it's time for the real show.` Kyle glanced at Alden from the corner of his eye, then turned back to Eleanor.
"Turn around and lift your ass up." Kyle slapped Eleanor's thigh. "I'll make sure to fill you up good tonight~"
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As the rays of sunlight crept through the windows, Alden stirred from where he had been napping, propped up against the wall beside the bedroom door.
He rubbed his bleary eyes, trying to get his bearings after a night of fitful sleep filled with the lewd sounds of his wife's moans.
To his shock, he saw Eleanor and Kyle still entangled on the bed, naked and glistening with sweat and other fluids, limbs intertwined.
Eleanor was curled up on her side, her breasts pressed against Kyle's chest. His arm was draped possessively around her waist, holding her close even in sleep.
Alden could see kiss marks on his wife's body—hickeys dotting her neck and collarbone, finger-shaped bruises on her hips, and a red, well-used pussy, still dripping with semen.
The sight of his wife, his Eleanor, looking like a thoroughly used fucktoy, sent a perverse thrill through him.
At the same time, he noticed the way Kyle's hand possessively gripped Eleanor's ass, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh.
Suddenly, Kyle stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He glanced at Alden and smirked, not looking the slightest bit guilty or ashamed.
"You're still here?" Kyle asked. "I thought I told you to sleep in my room?"
Alden stammered, caught off guard. "I... I just wanted to make sure Eleanor was alright. I didn't mean to intrude."
Kyle smirked, his eyes roaming over Eleanor's naked body. "Oh, she's more than alright. I made sure of that."
He sat up slowly, the sheets falling away from his muscular torso. His cock, semi-erect and smeared with dried cum, lay heavy on his thigh.
"In fact, I think she had the best fuck of her life. Didn't you, Eleanor?" he purred, reaching out to roughly grope her tit.
Eleanor stirred at his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. She blinked her eyes open, looking up at Kyle with a hazy, sated expression.
"Mmm... yes, Kyle," she breathed, nuzzling into his chest. "That was incredible..."
Alden felt a pang of jealousy seeing his wife so enamored with another man, but it was overshadowed by the sheer, shameful arousal of seeing her so thoroughly satisfied.
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An hour later, they gathered around the dining table for breakfast.
Eleanor squirmed slightly on Kyle's lap, feeling his half-hard cock stirring beneath her robe.
She bit her lower lip, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she recalled the intense lovemaking from the night before.
Alden watched them from across the table, fidgeting uncomfortably in his seat. He couldn't help but notice how Eleanor seemed lustful, and how Kyle's hands never stopped roaming her curves.
"D-did you.. sleep well, dear?" Alden asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Eleanor nodded. "Mmhmm... never better."
Kyle looked at Alden over Eleanor's head, one hand drifting up to squeeze her breast through her thin robe.
"She was a very good girl, so I made sure to reward her."
Eleanor shivered as Kyle played with her tits, her nipples stiffening beneath his touch. She spread her legs slightly, feeling herself grow wet again.
Alden swallowed hard, his cock twitching in his pants as he watched Kyle grope his wife in front of him.
"Oh, by the way... I'm planning to leave the village soon."