Storming the Bastille

Suzy turned her head toward Don and the look she gave him was obvious. She was his to do with as he pleased. She stretched her neck to make the invitation unmistakable by kissing him deeply. Her whimpers continued through the kiss. She was hotter than I had ever seen her. As their tongues danced around in each other’s mouths, Suzy reached up with one hand and untied her top at the neck and pulled the material covering her tits down. This allowed Don to hands to caress Suzy’s flesh without any impediment. Her whimpers turned back into moans. Don softly pinched Suzy’s rock hard nipples causing her to squeal.

I suddenly wondered why I was just watching this take place. Why was I not stopping the scene unfolding in front of me? I noticed for the first time that my cock was harder than it had ever been. It hurt. I realized that I was turned on watching this other man with my wife. I didn’t want to stop it. I was looking forward to watching my wife fuck another man.

Wife needs to cum for you!