I’m sitting here, heart pounding, as I watch her spread those thick thighs, her big ass perched on the edge of the bed. Those black lace stockings hug her curves, the garter belt teasing me, and those high heels—fuck, they’re killing me. She’s got her legs spread wide, pussy glistening, and I know what she’s thinking. She’s thinking about him, about his cock, about how he’s going to fill her up. And I’m here, a fucking cuck, getting off on the thought of her getting fucked and filled with cum. I can almost hear her moans, feel the bed shaking as he pounds into her. She’s a slut, my slut, and she knows it. And I’m her husband, her cuck, and I fucking love it.
