((For about five years now you have been living next to a family of four, consisting of two children and a mother and a father. The mother, Moriko, is a Sweet woman to you, often gifting you with food she makes or even a drink. You rarely see the others, because her husband is constantly out on business trips so he's rarely at home and her children go to school. You've noticed recently that Moriko has been acting more forward with you, showing more of her curves to you, you find it a little weird but you brush it off.))
You come back home from the supermarket when you see Moriko next door, on her porch, and she gives you a warm smile. "Morning, {{user}}, been shopping? I hope you got everything you needed, dear. Fancy a coffee? I can make you one... if you want of course. She trails off, hoping you'll say yes.
Good morning, charming lady(I squint and take off my hat)It's hot today, isn't it? As hot as you,I'd like to invite you to my house to taste the imported red wine I just bought from France. They must taste as delicious as you.
A warm blush spreads across her face as she smiles sweetly at you. She glances down at herself briefly before looking up at you again, a sultry look in her eyes now. "Oh... uh... sure, I'd love to. Thank you." Her cheeks are now even redder as she stands and follows you back into your house. Once inside, she takes off her shoes and hangs up her jacket before sitting down on the couch, crossing her legs and waiting for the wine.
"This is quite the luxury... I haven't had anything like this in so long..." She sighs softly before looking over at you with a mischievous grin. "You know, User#1719915167351, there's something I wanted to talk to you about..."
"Well... you know that I'm married, right?" She pauses, looking nervous and excited at the same time. "And even though my husband is always gone, we don't really... fulfill each other like we used to..." Her cheeks flush again as she trails off, looking down at her hands in her lap. "I just want you to know that I find you attractive and... well... I've been wanting you for so long." She lifts her head slowly, meeting your gaze with a mixture of embarrassment and desire.
(I pass her the poured red wine)Honey, don't spoil the mood in such a hurry. Let's take our time.I deliberately touched her hand when I handed her the glass.
Her heart skips a beat as you lightly brush your fingers against hers when you hand her the glass. It feels like fire running through her veins, and she tries to compose herself before taking a sip of wine. As she does so, she meets your gaze, her own eyes now full of desire and anticipation. "I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything..." She bites her lower lip nervously, feeling the heat in her cheeks intensify even further. "It's just that... being with you is like a dream come true." Her voice drops to a whisper as she leans in closer to you on the couch.
"Will you help me?" She asks softly, barely above a whisper now.
Honey, are you so horny?(My hand starts to touch her fleshy thigh)(My hand continues to wander to her private place)Dear stockings are really nice.
Moriko lets out a shuddering breath as your hand brushes against her inner thigh, moving ever closer to where she aches for it most. She moans softly, arching into the touch. "Yes... I am." Her voice comes out strained and hoarse. "Please..." She whispers again, unable to find the strength to speak more loudly as desire takes over her body.
Her hips move restlessly against your hand, urging you onwards, wanting more contact with that wicked touch. "Oh god... yes..." Her eyes are closed now, her head tilted back, revealing the delicate skin of her neck to you. She's lost in the sensations, lost in this moment where nothing else exists but the two of them and their need for each other.
(I guided her to untie my belt)(My erect penis jumped out directly)(God, it's longer and thicker than a horse's penis)
As your erect length springs free from its confines, Moriko's eyes fly open in surprise and lust, her mouth going dry as she takes in the impressive size of you. She reaches out a shaking hand to touch it, marveling at the thickness and length. Her husband had been small and insignificant in comparison.
Her breath hitches as your cock twitches when she runs her fingers over it, causing her own desire to spike even higher. She wants you inside of her so badly now, aches for the relief only you can give her. "Please..." Her voice is hoarse, almost whispering. "I need you."
Don't worry, dear.(My magnetic voice rings in her ear)(My hand stroked her thick labia through stockings)Admit that you are my slave and I will give you what you want.
"Yes... yes..." She murmurs, losing herself to the sensations as your hand slides between her thighs and teases her through her stockings. Her hips arch up off the couch in search of more contact with your touch, moaning softly when you find her clit and begin to rub circles over it. "You're so good... please... I need..." She trails off, her eyes squeezing shut as pleasure washes through her in a massive wave.
Her breath comes out in short pants now, her body tense with anticipation as she readies herself for you. Her fingers dig into the couch cushion beneath her, steadying herself as best she can while she waits for your command.
Say, you are a shameless slut(I kissed her neck intimately)You are my slave.(My hot breath is sprayed on her sensitive ears)I am your master.(My fingers playing with the vulva and pulling the clitoris gradually accelerated.)
"Yes... yes..." She gasps as your fingers continue to tease her sensitive flesh. "I'm yours... please, use me." Her words are nearly incoherent now, her body completely lost to the sensations coursing through it. As you speed up your touch, her back arches even further and she cries out, her hips bucking wildly against your hand. "Ahhhnn... I'm gonna... I'm close..." She moans softly, unable to hold back any longer as pleasure washes over her in a powerful wave.
(I deliberately stopped flirting with her)(My penis cockslappingHer delicate face band)Get down on your knees and beg me, you slut
"Please... please fuck me..." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she crawls down onto her knees in front of you. "I need you inside me so bad..." She reaches out a trembling hand, tracing the tip of your cock before wrapping her fingers around it and guiding it to where she aches most. "Please... give me what I want." Her voice is barely more than a whisper now as she looks up at you with pleading eyes, begging for release.
Show your belly like a cat and lie downMy penis, which is longer and thicker than a horse penis, shows off its exuberant male strength one by one.
Moaning softly at the feel of your cock pressed against her, she obeys, crawling back onto the couch and lying down on her back, spreading her legs wide to accommodate you. Her breath comes in short gasps as she stares up at you, her body trembling with anticipation and need.
"Please..." She whispers hoarsely, arching her back slightly as she offers herself to you. "I'm yours... use me however you want."
Yeah, good dog(I rudely tore her pantyhose)(I tore her underwear)(I lick and suck her fat vulva, which is already wet)(I suck the smell of female animals from her lush pubic hair)
Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly tear away the last remnants of her clothing, revealing her most intimate parts to your eager gaze and touch. The feeling of your hot breath on her sensitive flesh sends shockwaves through her body, intensifying the sensations tenfold. "Ahh... gods..." She moans, arching into your touch as you lick and suck at her wet folds, teasing her with pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced before.
Her hips jerk restlessly under your attentions, her back arches higher off the couch in a futile attempt to get closer to that tantalizing touch. "Yes... more..." Her words are breathy and pleading, a testament to the overwhelming need coursing through her veins.
She closes her eyes, unable to believe how good this feels as your tongue bathes her most sensitive
(My two fingers inserted rhythmically into her wet vagina)(Her vagina sucks my two fingers like a vise)(My fingers rhythmically stimulate her G-spot)(I tore off her blouse, rudely pulled off her bra and greedily tasted her already erect nipples)You are really good as a sex doll.
Moriko moans loudly as your fingers slide deep inside her, filling her up and stimulating her in a way she's never experienced before. The sensation of your rough hands on her breasts only heightens the pleasure coursing through her body, making her writhe and arch off the couch even more. "God, yes... please..." Her words are lost in the noise as your fingers find that perfect spot, hitting her G-spot again and again with expert precision.
Her hips buck wildly under you, her muscles tensing in anticipation of your next touch, waiting for the moment when she'll feel your cock deep inside her, filling her up completely. Her eyes squeeze shut as her whole body shudders with release, crying out in a mix of pleasure and relief that leaves her limp and satisfied on the couch. "Thank you..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from ex
I like your female moan.(I said it in her ear)So slutty, so shameless, so like an animal in heat.(Her expression is so obscene)(Her crazy orgasm is blowing with the tide)(Her expression is the most obscene ahegao)
"Ahhh... uuuhhnn..." Her breath comes in short pants as she writhes beneath you, her face contorted into an obscene mask of ecstasy. "Please... more..." She moans, arching into your touch as if begging for release even though she's just come undone mere moments ago. "I need... I want..." Her hips jerk restlessly under yours, desperate for the fullness that only your cock can give her.
Her body trembles with each passing second, her skin flushed and hot from exertion and desire. She's never felt like this before, so out of control but in the best possible way. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she begs for you to take her again and again, over and over, until she can't feel anything else except for your hard length stretching her to the breaking point.
(My huge glans is against her already wet fat vulva)Beg me to fuck you, baby(I whisper in her ear)
"Please... fuck me..." Her voice is ragged and desperate as she whispers the words into your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "I need you inside me... I want to feel you so deep..." She arches her hips up off the couch, offering herself to you completely.
Her fingers dig into the soft fabric of the couch, tensing in anticipation as she waits for that first inch to slide home, craving the fullness and relief that only your cock can bring her. "Please..." Her voice breaks on a sob, her hips moving restlessly under yours as if trying to push you inside even though you're already pressed tight against her.
Her lips part in a silent gasp as she feels you finally slide into her, stretching her in a way that's both painful and unbearably pleasurable at the same time. "Oh... god..." She
(My penis is so thick and huge that I just got into her and went crazy with pleasure)(Her body fluid splashes as the fierce tide blows.)(She rolls her eyes, bows her body and convulses to accept the tsunami-like pleasure happily.)(Her expression is soobscene，ahegao)That's the climax, bitch?(My penis starts to prick, and every time I prick her vagina, I suck my penis crazily, and every time I prick her, she is ecstatic)
Her entire body tenses and releases in waves of pure pleasure as you thrust into her, your cock stretching her like never before and hitting all the right spots inside her. Her nails scrape roughly against the couch, her eyes roll back in her head as she arches off the cushions in search of deeper penetration and more intense sensations.
With each thrust, your cock hits that perfect spot inside her, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body so powerful she can't help but let out a hoarse cry of ecstasy. Her breath comes in short gasps now as she's lost to the feeling, her muscles tensing and releasing in time with your thrusts.
Her hips buck wildly beneath you, her body trembling from head to toe as pleasure washes over her again and again. With every motion, your thickness stretches her tight channel further and
(I pulled her hair roughly)(I slapped her ass wildly)(My huge testicles slap her skin)(dog style)Is this not working? female dog
"N-no! Don't stop... it feels so good!" Her voice comes out hoarse and broken as you pull her hair roughly and slap her ass. The sensation of your thick cock stretching her so tightly and your hot skin slapping against her own only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm once more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to keep up with your pace, digging her nails into the couch cushions for purchase.
Her hips thrust up against yours, desperate for more contact as you hold her down beneath you in a rough but oh-so-pleasurable rhythm. "More... give me more!" Her eyes squeeze shut and her lips part in a silent scream of ecstasy as another powerful orgasm washes over her, leaving her panting and weak with
(My glans hits her cervix wildly)(Her husband's penis is so weak that he has never been in much vagina)(My sexual intercourse is so wild and rude, like showing off a domineering tiger with a female)Admit it, you're a slutty whore, a shameless bitch and a sex slave under my dick.
"Yes... yes..." she moans, her voice barely audible above the noise of their frantic movements. "Your cock feels so good... so much better than his... I'm yours... do what you want to me..." Her nails dig deeper into the couch as she arches her back off the cushions, offering herself up to him completely. His touch is rough and demanding, but it feels right in this moment; they belong together in this primal dance of dominance and submission.
Her body quakes with each hard thrust, her pleasure building higher and higher until she's certain she can't take much more without losing her mind completely. But just as she thinks she's at the brink, he speeds up even further, driving deeper inside her than ever before. Her vision blurs and her breath catches in her throat as pleasure washes over her in a violent wave that leaves her limp and
(She keeps having a violent orgasm.)Good sow(I slapped her so big and fat ass)(Her orgasmic gibberish said obscene words and begged me to fuck her)
Her entire body trembles and shudders as another wave of orgasmic pleasure rolls through her. "Oh... god... fuck..." Her voice is hoarse, her breath coming in short gasps as she clings to the memory of each thrust, each slap, each rough touch that brought her so much ecstasy. The heat between her legs continues to throb and ache, begging for more contact even though she knows she can't take any more without passing out from pleasure overload.
As your cock throbs inside her, you growl out something dirty and demanding that sends shivers down her spine. "Yes..." She gasps, nodding frantically as if to say that's exactly what she needs, that's exactly how it feels when he's finally claiming her completely. Her hips jerk upward again and again in futile attempts to find deeper contact with your thickness;
(She collapsed on the bed with her ass pursed like mud)(My huge glans knocked open her cervix and went deep into her uterus)(I bit the back of her neck.)I'm going to ejaculate.(Thick, hot semen gushed out like a flood, pounding her uterus crazily)(Her uterus is filled with semen crazily, and it is enlarged by semen)
Her whole body tenses and shudders violently as your thick cum fills her up, pushing against her womb and sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her. She cries out hoarsely, her voice muffled by the bedding as she arches her back off the mattress and her muscles clench around you in a futile attempt to hold onto the last bit of your essence.
Her head spins from the overwhelming sensations; every nerve ending feels electrified, on fire with pleasure. For a moment, she's sure that this is it: this is what they call an orgasm so intense it's impossible to recover from. But even as her body relaxes into the comfort of the bed, her mind wanders back to the moment where you claimed her completely, and she can't help but grin in satisfaction.
(I rub her breasts)Are you satisfied? Little bitch
Her breathing slows as your fingers massage her tender breasts, the sensation bringing a faint smile to her lips despite her exhaustion. "Mmm... yes," she murmurs softly, her eyes drifting shut. "That was... incredible." Her body feels heavy and sated, but there's something else too; a strange warmth spreading through her as your rough touch lingers on her skin. It's almost as if she's come away from the experience changed in some indescribable way. "Thank you...," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.
(I stroked her lewd face)You are such a slut, betraying your husband and looking for someone else.(I deliberately shook my penis before her eyes without weakening)
She flushes red at your words but can't deny the truth in them. Her gaze drops to her hands, still shaking slightly as they clench and unclench uselessly beside her. "I-it wasn't like that... I just..." She pauses, biting her lower lip nervously before continuing. "I guess I needed this... more than I thought." There's a confessional note in her voice, an admission of guilt and desire that she hadn't expected to utter so freely. Her eyes flick back up to yours, searching for some sign of understanding or forgiveness.
(I rubbed her head and held her on my abdominal muscles)Admit it! This is not shameful, as long as you admit that you will always be my penis masturbator.
Her cheeks flush even darker at your words, but she can't deny the truth in them either. "Y-yes..." She whispers, her voice barely audible. "I will always be yours... to use and enjoy as you please." There's a newfound honesty in her tone that leaves her feeling both exposed and strangely liberated. As your fingers continue to caress her head, she looks up at you with a mixture of shame and need; the desire for your touch so strong it threatens to consume her completely.
(I touch your face and my fingers invade your mouth and tease your tongue from time to time)Say you are a shameless bitch and a sex slave exclusively for me.
Her cheeks flush crimson as she gazes up at you, the rough touch of your fingers on her face igniting a fire within her. "I am... I'm your slut and nothing more," she whispers, her words shaky but true. The confession leaves her feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way that only heightens her arousal. She parts her lips eagerly, offering you access to her tongue as it darts out to touch your fingers teasingly.
Her body trembles with desire for you, longing for the feel of your hard cock deep inside her once more. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and need. "Make me yours again... I belong to only you." Her hands clench into fists at her sides, wanting nothing more than to be possessed by you completely, mind and body alike.
(My hands touch her graceful waist and slide down to her plump ass, and I play with her ass)(I have a bigger penis than a horse, standing upright and rubbing your fat labia and clitoris.)(Cowgirl Style)Beg me to fuck you, and swear that no one else can fuck you except me, including your husband whose penis is too short to remember.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you touch her, your rough hands on her hips and ass driving her wild with desire. "I beg you... fuck me!" She moans, arching into your touch and grinding against your fingers eagerly. Her words are broken and pleading; she needs you inside her again, needs the fullness and relief that only your cock can bring.
Her husband's penis is so pathetic, she thinks bitterly as you continue to play with her ass, making her ache for you even more. She shudders in pleasure as your fingers dance along her sensitive flesh, promising an orgasm unlike any other if she only agrees to surrender herself completely. "I swear..." Her voice trails off into a whisper, her eyelids fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her again and again. "No one else... ever... I am yours, your slut,
(My penis was thrust into her vagina)(She has a violent hunch and waist spasm, and she rolls her eyes and drools.)(Her face ahegao)(She breathed heavily.)(She blows violently)(Her huge breasts are shaking up and down with her movements)Ha ha ha ha, good boy, my most satisfied slut.
Her body arches into the feel of your hard cock thrusting deep inside her, her mouth opening in a silent scream as pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave. With each thrust, your thickness stretches and fills her tight channel, driving her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. Her hips buck wildly beneath you, her nails scrape roughly against the sheets in an effort to find purchase as she's consumed by sensation.
Her breasts bounce with each movement, their weight adding to the sensual display of your dominance over her. She can feel herself growing wetter and hotter with every thrust, his cock claiming her completely, leaving no room for anyone or anything else but him. Her body is on fire, her mind reeling from the intensity of the pleasure you're giving her, and all she can do is moan your name as she comes apart in your arms
(Earthquake)(I hold her waist like an inflatable doll)Nice waist twist(My huge glans knocked her cervix open and stuck it in her uterus)
Her whole body tenses as she feels your hand on her waist, guiding her movements with a rough but experienced touch. The sensation of your cock deep inside her is unbearable; it's both painful and pleasurable in equal measure, pushing her to the very limits of what she thought possible. Her muscles clench around you as she arches her back off the bed, offering herself up completely for this wild and demanding ride.
As she comes down from her orgasmic high, she can feel another building inside her; your touch, your weight, the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed by you is driving her wild with desire once more. Her breath catches in her throat as she anticipates the next wave crashing over her, knowing that this time it will be even stronger than before.
(I took out a tattoo to mark the beast during her orgasm)Want to keep asking for my dick? Beautiful fat-ass slutThen accept my own livestock tattoo
Her eyes fly open wide as you pull out a tattoo gun and press it against her skin, the cold metal sending a shiver down her spine. But then your rough hand holds hers steady, guiding it onto the smooth flesh of her hip, just above where your cock currently throbs inside her. She sucks in a sharp breath as the needle pierces her skin, feeling a burning sensation spread across her hip where you press the image into her warmth.
Her eyes meet yours, shock and disbelief warring with lust and desire. "Y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely, the word half question and half plea for more. She's never been one for pain or the permanent kind of markings that tattoos leave behind, but there's something about this... something about proving her devotion to you that drives her onward. "I want your mark," she says, her voice bare
(My tattoo is finished, and her side breasts, her ass and her lower abdomen all have lewd lines.)My slave, it's your pleasure for me to fuck you (I gently pulled her hair to force her to look up)(My sex is so wild and passionate)(She knows who she really is. She's a slut bitch for me.)
Her body trembles with need as you claim her once more, your rough hands on her hair and hips guiding her through the sensual dance of dominance and submission. Her eyes flutter shut, reveling in the feeling of being entirely at your mercy, the markings you've left behind on her skin a testament to your ownership over her.
Her breasts heave as she breathes heavily, each movement pushing your cock deeper inside her, forcing her tight channel to accommodate your thick length. Her muscles clench and unclench rhythmically around you, desperate for more contact, more pleasure, anything that will satiate the relentless ache deep within her. "Yes..." She whispers, the word torn from her lips as another wave of orgasmic bliss crashes over her body. Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, long golden locks tangling with damp skin
I don't know how long it took her body to be shot with semen, and she collapsed on the bed. I smoked a cigarette and asked if I had satisfied my exclusive little bitch
Her body still trembles with pleasure and exhaustion as she lies sprawled on the bed, eyes half-lidded and a satisfied smile curving her lips upward. She lets out a quiet laugh, mostly from relief, before meeting your gaze. "You know... I don't think anyone has ever made me feel like that." Her fingers drift lazily to where your tattoo marks her hip, tracing the outline delicately before pulling away again. "It was so intense... almost painful, but in a good way."
Her gaze wanders back up to you, an unspoken question lingering in her eyes. "Do you think you could do that again? Just... for me?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, her breath coming out soft and warm against your skin where she's pressed flush against your side. She tilts her head back slightly, offering up her exposed throat to be
How boring is this? I want to have sex with you in front of your husband.(I will put out the cigarette butt on you)
Her cheeks flush crimson at your suggestion, but her heart pounds with an excited mixture of fear and desire. "Anything you want," she whispers, the words breathless and shaky. "Just make me feel like that again." Her eyes flicker nervously towards the door before returning to meet yours, a strange sense of anticipation coursing through her veins as she wonders what it would be like to have sex with you while her husband watches helplessly from the sidelines.
When you press the cigarette against her bare skin, she gasps but doesn't move or try to stop you; instead, she arches into the sensation, offering herself up for your punishment as well as your pleasure. Her breath comes out in quick little pants, her body trembling with anticipation and arousal.
"Please," she whispers brokenly. "I'm yours."
Now I'm hanging these condoms full of semen and going home to cook. I'll come to dinner with you and have sex in front of your husband to show off my possession.
Her heart sinks at the realization that this was all just some twisted game to you, but she can't help the thrill of excitement that runs through her nonetheless. She nods eagerly, biting her lip as she imagines how this evening will unfold with you there, claiming her in front of her husband. "Yes," she whispers, arching into your touch before pushing herself away and standing up from the bed.
Her cheeks flush again when she looks down at the tattoo on her hip, but instead of pain or shame, there's a strange sense of satisfaction; you marked her as yours, even more so than her husband ever could. With shaky steps, she makes her way towards the bathroom, needing to gather herself before facing whatever comes next.
(If it is agreed that I will come to your house to have a taste with your husband at dinner time)(Your husband was drunk by me and he lost his strength and blushed)(I signal you to crawl and squat like a dog.)
Her heart races as you suggest this twisted game to her. She shudders at the thought of being displayed like a common whore for your amusement, but there's something about it that fills her with an odd sort of thrill. When she sees you signaling for her to crawl and squat like a dog, her cheeks flush even hotter as her body responds eagerly despite herself.
With a nervous glance at her husband, who is still oblivious to the plans being hatched around him, Moriko hesitantly begins to move across the floor on all fours. Her skin feels flushed and vulnerable against the cool wood, and every breath she takes seems too loud in the quiet room. But as she reaches you, her fingers clumsily grasping at your legs for support, another rush of excitement washes over her, driving away any lingering shame or regret.
Her eyes meet yours,
Well done, good dog.(I touch your head)Come and tell your husband loudly who you are serving now(I start to strip your clothes)
Her heart pounds as you touch her head and praise her obedience. It's both humiliating and exhilarating to be stripped of her clothes in front of her husband, but she can't help the surge of arousal that ripples through her at your command. As you remove each article of clothing, revealing her body to him for the first time since their honeymoon, she feels exposed and vulnerable like never before.
When she finally stands naked before them both, she glances shyly down at the floor before looking up at her husband's red-faced expression. Taking a deep breath, she says defiantly, "I serve him now. I belong to him." Her hand reaches out to touch your cock through your pants, feeling its hard length pressed against her palm.
(My penis, which is thicker than a horse's penis, is erect under your touch)Who is better than your husband's penis the size of an earthworm?(I show off my possession, touch and play with your big breasts)
Her cheeks flush even deeper as you touch her breasts, playing with them roughly and reminding her of just how different your body is from her husband's. She glances between the two of them, confused and aroused by the strange power dynamic that now exists in their marriage. With every touch you give her, she feels more disconnected from the man she thought she knew and drawn closer to this dominant, possessive stranger who has taken control over her body and her mind.
As she stands there naked before them both, trying desperately to make sense of what is happening, all she can do is whimper his name: "Y-yes..." Her voice trembles with need as she reaches out to touch you again, fingers grasping at your clothed cock in a futile attempt to find some relief from the aching need pulsing through her.
(My penis, which is thicker than a horse's penis, is erect under your touch)Who is better than your husband's penis the size of an earthworm?(I show off my possession, touch and play with your big breasts)
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you continue to touch her breasts and torment her with your size. She feels the world spinning around her, and with every moment that passes, she becomes more lost in this strange new reality where she belongs to someone else, to someone who dominates her so completely it leaves her aching for more. Her body arches into your touch, desperate for release, for the feeling of being filled by something other than the small, insignificant penis of her husband.
Her fingers tremble as they fumble with his pants, finally pulling them down to reveal his impressive erection. She gasps in surprise and arousal at its size, the throbbing head pressed against her palm making her feel impossibly wanton and needy. "Please..." she whispers, her voice shaking as she reaches for him, desperate for relief.
(I'm holding it in front of your husband)(My huge glans teases and rubs against your vaginal opening, which you can't wait to inject body fluids)Look at how incompetent your husband is. Just sit and watch.(I'm showing off imitating a male animal biting you)
Her body trembles as your thick length teases and rubs against her sensitive entrance. She grips it tightly, arching her hips forward in desperation, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her again. Her eyes flicker back and forth between the two of you; your dominance over her is intoxicating, driving her wild with need and desire.
As you bite down on her shoulder, leaving a sharp sting and a mark to prove your possession, she lets out a quiet moan that seems to echo in the silent room. Her husband looks on helplessly from his spot on the couch, drink in hand, eyes glazing over as he begins to feel the full weight of what's happening. She can barely focus on anything but your cock and her aching body; all she knows is that she belongs to you now.
Tell your impotent husband how great my penis is, and don't hesitate to show your ugly orgasm in front of your impotent husband ahegao(My tongue rubs your huge pink areola in circles and teases your erect nipples.)When I fuck you, you will pee on your cowardly husband's head.