He rolled Deborah over.

"Hold on," was all the warning I gave Deborah before I reached down to cup her ass and lifted the both of us up from the seat. She let out a squeak of surprise and grabbed on to my shoulders for support as I stood up with her still impaled on my cock. As much as I would have loved to fuck her standing up I rather put all of my energies into driving my cock hard and fast into her.

Realizing what I had in mind, Sam laid down a couple of throw pillows down so I could set Deborah on top of them. She knew from past experiences of us fucking on leather chairs that it wasn't so great due to the lack of traction with her ass sliding back and forth.

Deborah sat down with her ass on the edge of the chair and her neck scrunched against the bottom of the chairback while I hooked her legs over my shoulders. Leaning forward, I rested my hands at her sides.

"Fuck me," she growled, glaring at me with lust in her eyes.

"Oh, I intend to," I replied back with a sly grin before starting to thrust in and out of her hot, wet cunt.

We had forgotten our wives were watching us fuck and we're going at it like we're having an affair. My heavy balls were loudly slapping against her upturn ass, almost drowning out her cries of passion.

"Give me a baby, Michael," she groaned. "Oh God, yes! Fill me!"

I could feel her pussy squeezing my churning shaft, trying to milk me of my precious seed. I was going to cum but not just yet. I kept pounding away at her cunt until she came again.

With her cunt spasming around my cock, I couldn't hold off the inevitable any longer. I let out a roar and spurted what felt like a gallon of semen into her fertile womb.