Her husband Craig

Just as Ben was about to climax, the door to his office swung open, and Craig Leslie’s husband stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock and anger. Leslie froze, her body still impaled on Ben's cock, her mind racing with panic. Ben's hands tightened on her hips, his breath catching in his throat as he struggled to process the sudden interruption. Craig's gaze locked onto the scene before him, his face reddening with rage. "What the hell is going on here?" he barked, his voice echoing through the silent office.

Craig's expression twisted in a mix of rage and something darker, a flicker of arousal dancing in his eyes as he shut the door behind him. "Don't stop," he growled, his voice low and menacing, yet laced with an undercurrent of desire. "Finish what you started." Leslie's breath hitched, her body trembling as Ben's cock remained buried inside her. Ben's hands tightened on her hips, his mind racing with the sudden shift in power. Craig's eyes locked onto Leslie's, a cruel smile tugging at his lips. "You're so fucking wet for him, aren't you?" he sneered, taking a step closer. Leslie was scared and surprised at what Craig said if you want be slut I’m going treat you like slut as he starts to unzip his pants as he walked towards her.

Leslie's eyes widened in horror as Craig's words hung in the air, his tone a chilling mix of anger and dark desire. She felt a cold dread trickle down her spine, her breath catching in her throat as she realized the situation had spiraled out of control. Ben's grip on her hips tightened, his cock still buried deep within her, as he too froze, unsure of how to react. Craig's eyes locked onto Leslie's, a sinister grin spreading across his face as he began to unzip his pants with deliberate slowness. Each metallic teeth disengaging echoed through the tense silence, amplifying the dread that gripped Leslie's heart.

Craig's fat cock slapped against his thigh as he stepped in front of Leslie, his eyes blazing with a mix of fury and twisted desire. "I told you to keep fucking my slut of a wife," he growled, his voice low and menacing, as he pressed the head of his cock against her lips. Leslie's eyes widened in terror, her breath hitching as she stared up at her husband, her mind reeling from the surreal horror of the situation. Craig's voice cut through the air, sharp and venomous. "Suck my cock, you cheating slut, isn't that what you are?" he spat, his eyes blazing with a mix of fury and perverse desire. Leslie's lips trembled as she stared up at him, her mind racing with terror. The cold metal of the desk dug into her palms as she tried to push herself up, but Craig's grip on her hair was unrelenting. He yanked her head back, forcing her to look into his twisted grin.

Craig **** his cock into her mouth, the metallic taste of his anger mingling with the musky scent of betrayal. Her head bobbed involuntarily, each thrust a harsh reminder of her husband's twisted desires. Ben, still buried deep within her, groaned as he resumed his relentless pace, his hands gripping her hips with a ferocity that bordered on pain. The friction between them was intense, and despite the horror of the situation, Leslie felt a twisted spark of pleasure ignite within her. Craig's fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back as he thrust deeper, his cock hitting the back of her throat.

Ben's hand cracked against Leslie's ass with a sharp slap, the sound echoing through the tense room as he began to pound her pussy with relentless ferocity. Leslie's breath caught in her throat, her body jolting with each thrust as she struggled to maintain her gagging rhythm on Craig's cock. Craig's eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction, his fingers tightening in her hair as he **** her head deeper, his cock hitting the back of her throat repeatedly. That’s it suck my cock while you get fucked I always knew you where a dirty slut deep inside.

Craig's voice echoed through the room, his words laced with a venomous satisfaction. "That's it, suck my cock while you get fucked," he growled, his grip on Leslie's hair tightening as he thrust deeper into her mouth. Leslie's eyes welled up with tears, her throat burning from the relentless ****, but her body betrayed her, responding to the dual invasion with a twisted, involuntary pleasure. Ben's hands dug into her hips, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his climax, each stroke sending shockwaves through her already battered body.

Craig yanked his cock out of Leslie's mouth with a wet slurp, the sound echoing through the tense room. He gripped it firmly in his hand, his eyes blazing with a mix of fury and twisted desire. Without warning, he swung his cock back and slapped Leslie across the cheek with it,the soft flesh hitting her skin with a sickening smack. Leslie's head jerked to the side, her eyes welling up with tears as a sharp sting radiated across her face. She gasped, her breath hitching in her throat as she stared up at Craig, her expression a mix of shock and terror. Leslie, despite her fear and the tears streaming down her face, opened her mouth obediently, taking Craig's cock back in with a mixture of **** and twisted desire. Her lips wrapped around him, her tongue instinctively moving to please him as Ben's thrusts became more erratic, signaling his approaching climax. Craig's grip on her hair tightened, pulling her head back slightly as he began to fuck her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes, each one a reminder of his control. Leslie's breath hitched with each thrust, her body betraying her by responding to the dual stimulation, even as her mind recoiled in horror.

Ben's thrusts grew erratic, his breath ragged as he approached his climax. Craig's voice echoed in the room, "That's it, man, fill my slut wife's pussy with your cum! I know that's what she wants!" Leslie's mind raced with horror as she felt Ben's cock swell inside her, the heat building as he prepared to release. She tried to push away, but Ben's grip was unrelenting, his fingers digging into her hips as he drove deeper. Craig's words fueled Ben's fervor, and with a final, forceful thrust, Ben erupted inside her, his cum filling Leslie's pussy as she lay there, frozen in a mix of fear and disgust.

As Ben pulled his softening cock from her pussy, Leslie's legs trembled as the warm cum trickled down her thighs, mixing with her own tears that had fallen during the brutal encounter. Craig's grip on her hair tightened once more, his voice cold and commanding, "Clean up that mess," he growled, forcing her to lower her head and and clean Ben’s cock. Leslie's mind reeled in horror as she obeyed, her tongue tentatively licking the sticky fluid, the taste bitter. Craig's voice was low and menacing as he flipped Leslie onto her back, her body trembling beneath him. He didn't waste any time, positioning himself between her legs with a brutal efficiency that left no room for resistance. Leslie's eyes were wide with fear, tears streaming down her face as Craig thrust into her without any preamble, his movements harsh and unrelenting. Each stroke was a reminder of his dominance, and Leslie's breath came in ragged gasps as she struggled to endure the pain. Despite her terror, her body responded involuntarily, a twisted mixture of fear and pleasure that only seemed to fuel Craig's ferocity.

Craig's voice was a low growl as he thrust into Leslie, his words echoing through the room. "This is my slut pussy, and I'm going to reclaim it," he hissed, each word punctuated by a harsh stroke. Leslie's body trembled beneath him, her tears mixing with the sweat that slicked their skin. Despite her fear, her body responded, a twisted betrayal that only fueled Craig's ferocity. He gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh as he drove deeper, each thrust a brutal reminder of his control. Craig's relentless pounding showed no signs of slowing as Leslie's body trembled beneath him, her tears mixing with the sweat that slicked their skin. The air was thick with the scent of sex and fear, each thrust a harsh reminder of Craig's dominance. Ben, now fully erect again, stepped closer, his cock in hand, the veins bulging with renewed desire. Without a word, he reached out and grasped Leslie's hair, pulling her head towards him. Leslie's mouth opened instinctively, a mix of fear and compulsion driving her to take him in once more.

Leslie's mouth moved instinctively, her lips wrapping tightly around Ben's cock as Craig continued to fuck her with relentless vigor. Each thrust from Craig was met with a corresponding movement of her head, her tongue swirling around the shaft as if driven by a morbid compulsion. The sloppy sounds of her pussy being fucked mingled with the wet, gagging noises from her mouth, creating a cacophony of debasement. Craig's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he pounded her, each stroke a brutal reminder of his dominance.

Ben's moans escalated, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he neared his climax. Craig's voice cut through the air, cold and commanding, "Cum on her face and tits, cover my slutty wife with your cum!" The words were a catalyst, pushing Ben over the edge. With a final, guttural groan, he erupted, his semen spraying across Leslie's face and chest. The warm liquid dripped down her cheeks, mixing with her tears as she lay there, her body trembling beneath Craig's relentless thrusts. Craig's grip on her hips tightened, his movements becoming even more brutal as he watched Ben's cum cover her.

Craig's thrusts became more erratic, his grip on Leslie's hips tightened, his fingers digging deeper into her flesh. Leslie's climax was building, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge. Craig could feel his balls tightening, the pressure building as he struggled to hold on, wanting to cum together with Leslie. The room was filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and the wet slaps of their bodies meeting. Leslie's tears had slowed, but her face was still streaked with them, mixed with Ben's cum that glistened on her skin. Craig's movements became more frantic, his control slipping as he chased his own release.

Leslie's body arched violently as the orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clenching around Craig's cock like a vice. The pressure was unbearable, each spasm milking him relentlessly until he couldn’t hold back no longer. With a guttural roar, Craig erupted inside her, his cum filling her pussy for the second time as her juices mixed with his in a hot, sticky flood. Leslie's breath came in shattered gasps, her body trembling beneath him as tears streamed down her face, mingling with the remnants of Ben's cum still glistening on her skin.

Ben quickly dressed, his movements efficient as he prepared to leave. The room was heavy with the scent of sex and sweat, and the air felt thick with the weight of what had transpired. Leslie lay on the floor, her body trembling as she struggled to catch her breath. Craig's chest heaved as he pulled away from her, his semen still dripping from her battered pussy. He looked down at her with a mixture of satisfaction and disdain, his expression unreadable. "You're mine," he muttered, his voice cold and detached. Leslie didn't respond, her tears mingling with the remnants of Ben's cum on her face.

Craig's voice cut through the heavy silence, his tone sharp and commanding. "Get dressed," he spat, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Leslie's trembling form. "We'll talk about this on the way home." Leslie nodded silently, her tears still glistening on her cheeks mixed with the remnants of Ben's cum. She slowly rose to her feet, her body aching from the brutal session. Her hands trembled as she picked up her clothes, each piece of fabric feeling heavy with the weight of what had transpired. As she dressed, Craig watched her with an unreadable expression, his arms crossed over his chest.