Why Does Watching Him Get Me So Wet?

I’m straddling him, my pussy stretched wide around his cock, and I can’t help but look over at my husband, his little dick in hand, watching us. ‘Pull your little dick out, honey,’ I tease, ‘and show me how much you like watching another man breed me with a real cock.’ His eyes are glued to us, his mouth open, probably imagining what it would be like to be inside me. But he knows he can’t satisfy me like this. Not like this man can. I ride him harder, feeling every inch of his thick shaft, my nipples grazing his chest. I’m his hotwife, his slut, and I love every second of it. The way he fills me, the way my husband watches, it’s all so fucking intense. I can feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, and I know I’m close. I lean back, giving him a better view, and I can see my husband’s hand moving faster. He’s close too. But I’m the one getting fucked, the one being used, and it’s fucking amazing. I come hard, my pussy clenching around him, and I hear my husband moan. He’s coming too, his pathetic little load spilling onto the floor. But it’s not about him. It’s about us, about this moment, about the power I have over both of them. And I fucking love it.