A well fucked wife makes a happy husband.

When George got home that afternoon, he found Abbey asleep in bed, the covers were pushed to the side, and he could see dried, crusty cum matting her pubic hair. She was still wearing the pearls, this time around her neck. Beside her was a note. “Sorry, Anthony tired me out. Feel free to slip on a condom and feel my freshly fucked pussy.”

A condom was already sitting on the side table beside the note, and he excitedly stripped off and peeled the wrapper open. She moaned quietly as he crawled onto the bed between Abbey splayed legs. “Hi, honey.”

George ran his condom-covered cock up and down her lips, and she moaned again, “Yes, please, fuck me, push Anthony’s cum deeper.”

George shuddered at her words as he slid his hips into her. They both arched and moaned as he pushed deeply in one long stroke, a combination of her being stretched out from their neighbour’s big cock and his cum lubricating his passage.

“Oh, God, it feels so nice you fucking my cum filled cunt,” Abbey groaned as she wrapped her legs around George.

George nodded his agreement, “You feel so slick and warm. Did you even get a chance for him to sketch you?” he asked as he slowly fucked her.

She nodded, her eyes still slowly opening, “We tried a few different poses and sketches between him fucking me,” she explained. “I will show you his sketches.”

“Wait, how many times did Anthony fuck you?” George asked.

Abbey locked eyes with him, “Four,” she said, “cumming in me each time. He really wants to get me pregnant so that he can paint me.”

George moaned, “Oh, I’m sure it’s entirely professional,” he said.

He leaned down and kissed her passionately before asking. “Jasmine wants me to pick the candy-striped egg tomorrow; you want me to pick the flat red one. Who should I trust?”

Abbey giggled, “I’m your loving wife. Don’t you trust me?” she asked.

“My loving wife who spent the afternoon fucking the neighbour,” George teased.

She giggled, “You did kind of insist on me doing that,” she moaned quietly.

George lifted her legs up over his shoulders as he continued to slide in and out of her well fucked cunt, “Not even a hint as to what’s in those eggs?” he asked.

Abbey pulled her legs closer so he could fuck her deeply, “God, I love having you fuck my cunt full of cum. Are you excited to do it bare once I find out I’m pregnant with Anthony’s child? For you to feel his cum as you fuck me?”

George nodded as he shuddered. He could feel Abbey shaking as well and started to speed up. “Yes,” she moaned, “cum for me George, please cum for me,” she begged him.

George happily obliged, pushing deeply into her once more before filling the condom.

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