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When your wife gets off of him with an obvious groan of disappointment you can finally see the plumber’s massive tool. It’s clearly more than ten inches long and dripping wet. You had never known your wife to have a particularly moist pussy, but it’s clear that she must be dripping for his pipe to be so wet.

You can finally see the man that’s satisfying your wife as he gets up from under the sink. He is clearly an alpha male. At well over six feet tall and incredibly muscled, his scruffy face, hairy chest and the bush erupting from his pants tell you that he is in no way concerned with how any women might want him groomed. That is likely because the size and perfection of the club he is wielding would drop any woman to her knees, just like your wife.

You watch, dicklette in hand, as he pushed her head towards his cock. She opened her lips and took the head of his cock into her mouth. “That’s it, try to take my bitch bar all the way in,” he taunted as he watched with clear joy as she struggled to fit it in her mouth. “Maybe you can take it all this time.” He taunted.

Your wife looked into his piercing blue eyes as she worked his dick deliberately all the way down her throat. Looking on, it seemed like she might fit it all in. You find yourself in a bit of awe as you can see his cockhead clearly stretching her throat. She had only another inch or so to go when she gagged and choked, moving her head back quickly and almost puking. “That’s ok,” he consoled her patronizingly, “you’re just a new little bitch, fitting me in one out of three holes isnt’ bad.” She gazed up from her knees, clearly disappointed and embarrassed with herself.

“I mean, it’s failing by any measure, but maybe you can do better later?” he continued, patting her on her head. Moving his hand down, he caressed her face and trailed his thumb across her cheekbone. As his thumb reached the corner of her mouth, she parted her lips to let his thumb in and started sucking on it. Smiling, he moved his other hand to the back of her head, pulling her head back to his cock.

“Don’t worry,” he soothed, “I won’t go deeper than you can handle.” With that he removed his thumb from her mouth, first using it to open her mouth wide for him to slip his cock into. Once his head was in, he just stood there as she tongue bathed his cockhead.

“That’s right, now stick out your tongue as far as it goes,” he gently commanded. Now gripping her head in one massive hand, he started moving her head back and forth. He gathered her hair in her hand as he started to pick up the pace.

While your attention is mainly focused on the giant rod pistoning in and out of your wife’s mouth, you notice movement out of the corner of your eye. As you look down at her, you notice that your not so sweet wife has the skirt you bought her up around her waist and what looks like almost her whole hand inside her sopping hole.

Your wife is pounding away at her stretched out box while this guy is shoving his truncheon down her throat, fucking her face like a piston. Apparently noticing her hand for the first time, the man cuckolding you uses his foot to push her hand away from her pussy. “Can’t you wait bitch?” he questioned, “I’m just using your face to cum in. After I’m done, I’ll take care of your twat again.”

With that, he picked up the pace, fucking your wife’s throat just deep enough to see his cockhead stretching out her throat. Then, all of a sudden, with a massive groan, he pulls her face into his stomach and it looks like she just grew a new trachea as her neck bulges and pulses. Despite his cock completely filling your wife’s throat, you can see that she still has space between his stomach and her lips.

He slowly pulls out as she desperately swallows, trying to keep up with the seeming gallons of cum coming out of him. “I know that last one must have been difficult for you,” he sympathized, “but you almost go all of me in.” He caressed her head, never fully removing his cock.

“Now,” he said, in a tone clearly meant to signal a new topic, “I promised I would take care of your vacant pussy for you. If you just lick and suck me a bit, I can take care of you again.”

Your wife quickly responds, licking and sucking his cock like she’s an addict and it’s a crack popcicle.

“That’s good” he finally said. And stood her up and bent her over the kitchen sink. He pulled up her soaked dress and flipped it over her back. He admired her perfect and round ass, smirking to himself as he soaked in the puckered hole over the dripping, stretched out, cavity.