The sound of their lips smacking together, wet and hungry, fills the room. Her mouth is wide open, tongue dancing with his, a slutty tango that makes my balls ache. He’s got her pinned, his muscular body pressing down, her small tits squashed against his chest. Her head is thrown back, eyes closed, lost in the moment. She’s so fucking into it, her body writhing beneath him, legs spread wide, even though I can’t see them. The way she’s kissing him, it’s like she’s trying to swallow his soul. Her hands are gripping his back, nails digging in, marking him as hers. And he’s eating it up, his cock starting to harden, pressing against her thigh. The sight of her, a white slut, completely consumed by a black bull, it’s a fucking masterpiece. Her moans are soft, almost whimpering, as if she’s begging for more. And he’s gonna give it to her, all right. He’s gonna fuck her so hard, she’ll be feeling him for days. The thought of it, of her being stretched wide, filled to the brim, it makes my cock throb. She’s his, completely, utterly his. And I’m just the cuckold, watching from the sidelines, my dick in my hand, jerking off to the sight of my wife being claimed by a real man.

Kissing him will lead your wife wanting her bull to breed her.