I couldn’t believe my eyes as I watched my wife’s hips grind against his thick cock, her moans filling the room. The way she took him, so eagerly, so hungrily, made my own cock twitch with envy. I was a spectator to her pleasure, a silent witness to her ecstasy. She was a goddess, riding him with such skill, such passion, that I felt both humiliated and aroused. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her, controlling her, and I knew she was his. I was just the husband, the cuckold, the one who got to watch but never touch. And as I sat there, my cock hard and useless, I realized I was exactly where I wanted to be.
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