I sit here, staring at her, my heart pounding as I imagine him taking her. Her blue lace bra and thong hug her curves, leaving little to the imagination. The way she’s sprawled on the couch, head tilted back, eyes half-closed—she’s a vision of pure desire. Her perky tits strain against the lace, nipples hard and visible. I can almost hear her thoughts, ‘If he wanted to take me, I would let him.’ And I know she means it. The thong sits low on her hips, barely covering her pussy. Her round ass lifts slightly, showing the outline of her ass crack. She’s a fucking tease, and I’m her cuckold, watching, waiting, always wanting more. The thought of another man’s hands on her, his cock inside her—it’s a mix of humiliation and arousal that keeps me hard and hungry.