Lift the trashy wife, slapping her face ruthlessly then stab her with his cock again

The woman face flushed with a mix of pain and pleasure as John's cock plunged into her again, her body trembling with every rough thrust. He could feel her cunt tightening around him, desperately trying to milk him for more of his cum. The husband's eyes were glued to the scene, his own cock still hard despite the handcuffs cutting into his wrists.

John's hand moved from her hair to her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her gag, but not enough to cut off her air completely. Her muffled cries filled the room as he pounded into her, the sound echoing off the walls. The smell of sex was thick in the air, mixing with the sweat from their bodies.

John knew that this was what she craved, the feeling of being used and dominated. He felt a sick satisfaction as he watched the husband's expression shift from arousal to despair. The power was in his hands now, and he had no intention of letting go.

As John felt his climax approaching, he pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva. He slapped her face with it, the head leaving a trail of wetness across her cheek. "Look what a good little slut you are," he taunted, his voice thick with contempt. "You love it, don't you?"

The wife's eyes were glazed over with lust as she nodded, unable to form coherent words. John smirked, then bent her over the bed, her face inches from her husband's face. "Stare at him. Stare at your pathetic lover."

John hand slaps her face again, a smack that resounds through the room, leaving a red handprint on her cheek. She whimpers, but her eyes are still locked onto her husband's, a silent apology in them. The husband's face is a mask of horror and arousal, his breaths coming in shallow gasps as he watches the scene unfold.

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