Fucked by a Neighbour While My Husband is at Work

It started with innocent tea, but Arthur’s smooth seduction over the weeks broke down my defenses. Today, while my husband works, I’m finally riding my neighbor’s thick cock in my marital bed. I sink down on his throbbing shaft, gasping as he hits that deep spot my husband never reaches. The wet slapping of my ass against his thighs echoes through the bedroom, mixing with my shameless moans. Arthur’s rough hands grip my waist, pulling me down harder to ensure his cock is buried to the hilt inside my tight pussy. I’m losing my mind with pleasure, grinding my clit against him as my inner walls spasm and squeeze his length. I lean forward, letting my heavy tits sway in his face so he can suck on my hard nipples while he impales me from below. Every inch of him feels overwhelmingly massive, stretching my hole wide open until I’m completely gaping for him. He calls me a dirty whore, and a moan escapes my lips thinking how depraved it is to betray my vows like this. I speed up my rhythm, bouncing frantically on his rod, desperate to feel the friction of his balls slapping against my ass. His thumb slips into my mouth, and I suck it greedily, tasting his musk while my hips keep churning. Sweat makes our skin slick as the friction builds to an unbearable peak, my entire body quivering on the edge of orgasm. I can feel the head of his cock rubbing against my cervix, punishing me in the most delicious way possible. Suddenly he groans, bucking his hips upward as hot jets of sperm start erupting deep within my womb. I clamp down to milk every drop, feeling my gut fill up as he floods me with his seed. I collapse on his chest, a ruined, cum-filled slut, knowing I’ll be dripping his load all afternoon.