I’m sitting here, my cock throbbing as I watch her on the screen. Her long black hair cascades down her back, the high ponytail swinging as she moves. She’s got that look in her eyes, half-lidded and hungry, her mouth slightly open like she’s already tasting him. Her hands are cupping those perfect tits, her nipples hard and pink, begging to be sucked. I can almost hear her voice, sultry and teasing, ‘Really? Show him? Will that turn you on, baby?’ She knows exactly what she’s doing, flaunting that shaved pussy, her round ass barely covered by that white thong. The way she leans back, her abs tight and her curvy hips on full display, it’s like she’s daring me to stop her. And I won’t. I can’t. She’s my hotwife, my slut, and she knows it. The Pepsi can and KitKat wrapper on the bed beside her are just props now, her real focus is on the camera, on the man watching her, on me. I’m her cuck, her beta, and I’m loving every fucking second of it.