Homewrecker

David pulled your car into your spot. He helped Abby to the elevator and into the apartment. He had told you not to be anywhere near there tonight. Carrie followed at a distance, giving him a ten minute head start.

Abby sucked her finger, looking at David.

"You gonna show me your big ball collection, Mister?"

"It's in the bedroom." Abby stumbled into the bedroom, tripping over a bag of Cheetos left on the floor.

"You're a real slob, Mister ..." David pulled his pants down, exposing his big cock and heavy nuts.

"Shut the fuck up. This is what I wanted to show you." Abby's eyes went wide and wild.

"So much bigger than my ... fucking ... husband." David shushed her, pulling her into bed onto all fours.

"That's right. You don't need to worry about him anymore. Let me take care of you," he said, pulling her skirt up and pulling her panties down. Bikini cut, too conservative. She had a mom's ass. Too flabby in some respects and not flabby enough in others. She'd stopped shaving years back, it appeared. He rubbed his cock up and down her pussy.

"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck me," Abby slurred, as he pushed into her. Fuck she was tight. She really was married to a pencil dick.

"Oh fuckkk," she said, whimpering as she collapsed onto the bed. David pushes forward, his entire 380 pound frame enveloping the poor cougar. Outside, Carrie could hear her muffled cries. She could hear her cumming. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as her mom cheated on her dad. At her suggestion. Her instigation. And this was just step one.