Yes, you're his fucktoy

You turn around. His sweaty face hovers above yours, his hips pounding away behind you. You reach out and try to kiss him, but he laughs.

“Not while you're dripping someone else's cum. You think I'm the slut here?”

A dominant gleam appears in his eye, and he fucks you with abandon. The tiny bedroom echoes with the sound of your his hips slapping your ass, not to mention the guttural sounds you make as he hits parts of you that haven't been fucked properly in years. You can tell he doesn't think of you as anything more than his fucktoy, a frustrated housewife there to take his load with a smile, and this selfish fucking brings you to your highest peak yet. You wail and scream as you contract around his pumping shaft, bringing him sprinting across the finish line after you.

“That's it, baby, gimme your cum, yeah, fuck, give it to me, give it to me!”

His entire body shakes as his cock sending rope after rope of warm cum deep in your cunt. When he's spent, he rolls onto his back while you stay on your stomach. The cum on your front soaks into the mattress, but you squeeze your thighs shut to keep the newest batch from leaking out.