I watched as he fucked her ass, long, deep strokes, stretching her virgin asshole as she knelt on all fours on the bed.
“Oh fuck”, she cried as he pushed himself deep inside her, “oh fuck!”
I licked my lips as I watched my husband’s cock disappear inside her, my hands planted on her firm ass cheeks, holding them apart for him.
“Make me wetter”, she instructed me, grunting each word, as if each one were being fucked out of her. “Make. Me. Wet-Ter.”
“Yes, Miss”, I said, as I leaned in closer, pursing my lips and letting a long, warm line of saliva drip out of my mouth, watching as it dribbled over both her asshole and his cock.
“Good. Little. Whore”, she moaned, as he fucked her harder.
It wasn’t like she needed me to lube her up, his cock was already dripping with her pussy juices, straight from one tight hole to the other. She just wanted me to submit, to obey her, and I wanted it too. She was so much hotter than me, so much better. She knew how to fuck, how to pleasure my man better than I ever could. So who was I to deny him the pleasure of fucking her?