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Feeling trapped, not remembering she could just jump out, Matt just stood there as she felt Nate's hand reach between them, felt the wet tip of his cock brushing against her ass, then the strangest feeling of Matt's life as she felt the cock press into her pussy, her hips pressing hard against the countertop in front of her.

Without a word, Nate started thrusting again and again, his hands wrapping around her to squeeze the tender flesh of her breasts with rough hands. Matt grunted in pain as Nate grunted his own pleasure, obviously not caring for the pleasure of his wife as he fucked her hard and quick.

Almost as soon as it started, it was done. Matt felt a sensation that bordered on hot, deep inside her body as Nate pressed as hard against her back, the pain in her breasts doubling as Nate's muscles flexed with his orgasm.

Then the pressure, both of Nate's hands and his cock, eased as Nate stepped back, his cock popping out of her pussy. Matt heard a zip, then the squeak of the door hinge, and she realized she was alone. With a trembling hand, she lowered the back of her skirt, feeling a thick liquid drip from her pussy and down her leg.

With a shuddering breath, Matt jumped back to his own body, which was still laying in his bed. As he lay there, he wondered if that was the way his dad always treated his mom.