You try (but don't make it far)

Images of 'you rushing in and saving your wife from an evil man that **** himself on her. She is so amazed by your heroics that she spends all night in your arms, making passionate love to you' plays inside your head like a movie.

You are about to run in and be Amy knight in shining armor and save her, but the image of an angry Greg stops you from

Some reason for you not going in; as a result, you listen to them fuck through multiple times that night. You are the hero of this movie, and it was so good that you just had to make it a reality. So with unfounded confidence, you rush to the bedroom door and quickly see the man's muscled, sweaty body thrusting back and forth with your wife's legs on his shoulder.

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At that moment, your mind instantly compares your actual chances against this man, and it immediately realizes the person that is right and good rarely ever wins. It's strength and power that wins fights, and when it comes to both of those things, this man, like Greg, has you massively gapped. You can feel Amy eyes swift at you as if she is wondering what you will do now that you have seen this, but the fear of what this man could physically do to you stops you from moving forward. And after five seconds of Amy glancing at you while you aren't moving, she accepts that you are just not going to do anything and returns the attention to the man forcing himself on her.

With no one eyes on you, you turn around and slowly walk back to the sofa. You are so defeated and out of it, from going from such a high to a low, that you forget to close the door. Not that the stranger cared, he didn't even seem to notice or care that you opened the door in the first place. And he certainly doesn't seem to care that from your spot on the sofa is a direct line of sight through the bedroom door and to the bed where he is fucking your new wife. It was like the whole world wanted you to watch another man fucking your wife on your wedding day because the only sofa in the room outside of the bedroom was designed such that it could only be laid down one way. And that one way forces you to look straight towards the actions happening in the bed in the bedroom.

So you are **** to watch a stranger man continue to fuck your wife with his lips locked onto hers until he is sure that sexual pleasure has overcome her body.

The moment her lips were freed, Amy Instantly moaned out, "Fuck…oh fuck no…. FUCK DEEP"

You hear the man give a half-ass evil laugh. "Trust me, baby; you will learn to love it just like! Just give into it."

Somewhere deep down inside of you, you could actually understand Greg 's actions; what man wouldn't want what's best for his daughter? But this man has no redeeming qualities in his action. He is trying to steal your wife from you for greed's sake and without any care for Amy. Even the way he was fucking Amy was different from how her father had done it. {gfdad might have fuck her harder, but at all times, it was with who she was as a person and what pleasures her specifically. No, this man was using the same technique that he used on every girl, and he planned on forcing her to enjoy it. What made it hurt even more from the sounds of Amy sexual pleasure moans; it was working.

The man taunts your wife by saying, "So are you going to tell me to pull out of not."

You hear Amy say something that starts with a "pl," but everything that followed it was muddled by another one of the man's strong thrusts. Amy tries to repeat the same thing on the man's next outthrust, but this time she gets even less out before the man rams his large cuck head back inside her, stealing the breath from her lungs. So she gives up trying to say whatever she was trying to say and ends up just saying, "fuck you!"

Which he allowed her to finish before confidently and egotistically answering, "You very much are."

You watch as the man picks her up and pulls her into his mouth as he fucks her on his lap. It was clear that the man wanted her to start bouncing on his lap, but Amy wasn't about to give him everything that he wanted, not with you watching them. So the both of them just stood there looking into each other's eyes as they waited for the other person to do something. It was an odd fashion Mexican stare-off between the both of them.

You watch as the man's grin grows before he reaches down between them. A half a second later, Amy lets out a yep and jumps six inches in the air. Whatever he had done must have really pissed her off because she blindly swung for his head on the way back down. The man easily was able lean forward, dodging the first, and the **** of her punch caused her arm to wrap around his neck. What Amy wanted to use to harm and distance herself from the man whose cock is penetrating her is quickly being used by that same man to pull her in closer to him.

Even though being in a new position with her naked tits pressed into her muscular, powerful chest, Amy still doesn't move. So the man once does something between them, once against causing her to jump and yelp. This time on the way down, she moans. "Ok, I get it; I'll move; you win."

The man cockily answers, "I always do." As you watch, your wife starts bouncing on his lap.

After a little while long, they both finally got tired and fell asleep with his cock trapping his cum inside of her.

The following morning

At 7:15 in the morning, The man exits the room alone, wearing nothing but board shorts and a Rolex. Showing on his impressive six back as he gives a confidant smirk before walking out of the room without saying a word. Amy finally exits the room forty-five minutes later at 8:00 pm, wearing a white silk nightgown, looking completely ashamed of herself. "I am sorry honey; I know I said that we wouldn't... well, you know... But things just sort of got out of control and happened."

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