I’m sitting here, watching as my wife’s bully takes her from behind, her moans filling the room. She promised me it would be hot, and she wasn’t lying. His hands grip her hips, pulling her back onto him with each thrust. I can see the sweat glistening on her skin, her body trembling with each impact. She’s completely lost in the moment, her eyes closed, her mouth open in a silent scream. I’m a mess of emotions, a mix of humiliation and arousal. I can’t help but feel like a dirty little cuck, watching my wife get fucked by another man. But I can’t look away, can’t stop the hard-on in my pants. I’m a fucking mess, and I love every second of it.