Let Your Cuckcake Show her Who’s Boss

Adam stopped in his tracks. His glistening, slick cock slipped from Sara’s wet lips with a loud pop that echoed the sharp crack of her voice. “Shut up and learn your place!” She shouted as she rose to approach {Holly.} Her harsh words ringing in Holly's ear.

Adam’s eyes widened, a gasp catching in his throat as Sara’s grip tightened in Holly’s hair, causing her knuckles to whiten. Holly flashed an unexpectedly wicked smile as Sara dragged her roughly toward Adam. “On your knees,” Sara growled, as the impact of Holly’s knees hitting the floor nearly shook the room. “Make that mouth useful!” Sara barked as she **** Holly’s head onto Adam’s throbbing erection. Even as Sara ripped down Holly’s dress, Holly obeyed, gagging as she struggled to accommodate her husband’s size.

“Relax your throat!” Sara ordered, forcing Holly’s head deeper until tears welled in her eyes. After the fourth thrust, Holly’s tears subsided. She relaxed enough to contain him, and Sara slowed his pace. “Good girl,” Sara cooed. “See, if you practiced more, your hubby wouldn’t be dreaming of fucking other women.”

Holly shook her head, frustrating Sara. “What is it now?” Sara asked, pulling Holly’s head away.

“I don’t want him to dream,” Holly gasped, tears and drool streaming down her face. “I want him to fuck that tight young pussy of yours.”

Sara smiled at Holly as their hands interlaced around Adam's swollen cock, as they slowly stood, leading him to the bedroom. Sara turned and lay on the bed, playing with herself. “Be a good wife and get your hubby naked for me,” Sara ordered.

Holly flushed, her heart racing. This was far more intense than she’d imagined in her hotel room, where she’d hatched her erotic plan. Her hands trembled with excitement as she undressed her husband for his new mistress. It was hard to resist completely devouring him, but she made do with a brief nibble on his ear and a brush across his broad chest.

Adam gazed at his wife, half confused, half vexed. “I fucking love you," he whispered.

Holly answered with a frenzied kiss, her plump chest pressing hard against his rigid frame. “I love you,” she breathed into his open mouth. “Now prove it and make that girl cum for me baby.” Holly slapped her husband’s ass for emphasis as he straddled the blonde girl on their marital bed.

“Hey,” Adam whispered as he hovered above Sara’s delicate, naked body.

“Hey,” Sara gasped, biting her lip and flushing as Adam’s massive erection rested teasingly across her clit. She pulled him close, her lips pressing against his with desperation. Dazed, Adam felt a strange detachment, like watching a movie of his own life, a dreamy, unreal experience.

The sight of their kiss was enough to bring Holly to the brink of orgasm. She couldn’t believe how masculine and powerful her husband looked, and already, she was wetter than she’d ever been. More than anything, she wanted to watch him enter Sara.

Holly enthusiastically ran up to the bed. She gently caressed the back of Adam’s head, as if to make sure he was real. He welcomed her, switching the target of his kisses to his wife as Sara looked on with longing. Holly’s eyes closed as she reflected on the beauty of the moment. Her heart swelling with need. “Make her cum for me baby.” Holly breathed as she reached between them and took hold of her husband’s girthy erection, guiding him closer to Sara’s wet young folds, teasing her clit with the thick head of his cock.

Sara let out a moan and squirmed as the relentless stimulation continued. “Can I ride you?” she whimpered as she stared at Holly.