She was on all fours on the couch, her body arched, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Her lover's thick cock slammed deep, tearing intense moans from her throat, while he held her waist tightly, pounding her mercilessly. Her husband, sitting in the chair next to her, watched closely. One hand busy masturbating, a cigar in the other, his gaze riveted on every detail: his wife being fucked like no other man had ever fucked her. "Look how she moans for me…" her lover teased, slapping her ass hard. "That's how your wife likes it, being truly used." She screamed, grinding on his cock, begging for more. Her body no longer belonged to herself, only to the lust that overflowed from being forcefully possessed. Her husband trembled, between humiliation and excitement at seeing the scene before his eyes: his wife taken, surrendered, orgasming for another. With each thrust, her moans grew louder, juices ran down her thighs, the smell of sex permeated the room. #fetish