No he doesn't

John stared at the clipboard the postman held out, his hand trembling as he reached for the pen. The sight of his wife kneeling before the mailman, cum dripping from her chin and tears staining her cheeks, made his stomach churn with a mix of anger, jealousy, and perverse arousal.

"No, I can't... I won't sign for this," John stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. He knew he was only delaying the inevitable, but he couldn't bring himself to openly accept his wife's depravity.

The postman's eyes narrowed, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. "Listen here, buddy. Your slut wife just sucked me off in your doorway like the **** whore she is. I think you owe me for putting up with her insatiable hunger."

He grabbed Amy's hair, wrenching her head back and forcing her to look at John. "Aren't you going to thank me for fucking your throat, you cock hungry bitch?"

Amy whimpered, but quickly recovered, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Thank you, sir," she purred, her voice dripping with sweetness. "Your cock tastes ten times better than my hubby's."

The postman chuckled darkly, his other hand sliding down to grip Amy's ass. He squeezed the supple flesh, his fingers sinking into the pliant curves. "I think this slut needs more than just a mouthful of cum. I think she needs a real fucking."

John watched in shock as the postman flipped Amy over onto her hands and knees. He pushed her robe up, exposing the reddened flesh of her ass, still glistening with the cum from Mark's earlier fucking.

"No, wait..." John pleaded, but his words were cut off by Amy's wanton moan as the postman **** two fingers into her tight asshole. She was still incredibly tight, never letting you fuck her before.

The postman pumped his fingers in and out of Amy's ass, her juices dripping down onto the floor. His cock, already re-hardened, throbbed and pulsed as he rubbed the swollen head against her fluttering hole.

"I'm going to fuck your wife's ass right here, in front of you. And you're going to sign for it, you pathetic cuckold."

With one brutal thrust, the postman slammed his hips forward, burying his thick cock balls-deep in Amy's virgin asshole. She screamed, a mix of pain and pleasure ripping from her throat as she was split open on his invading shaft.

John watched, transfixed and horrified, as the postman began to rut into his wife's ass with short, vicious strokes. The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the foyer as the postman used Amy like a cheap fucktoy.

"Fuck, her ass is so tight," the postman grunted, his balls slapping against Amy's cunt with each brutal thrust. "No wonder you let all these guys fuck her. A slut like this deserves a cock in every hole."

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