“Um maybe...” Jillisa starts.

“... we should stop?”

Luke grinned as he gripped Leila’s hips, rubbing his broad cock against her lips then thrusting into her. Momentarily freed of her compulsions Jillisa watched with mild shame, realising the Luke must have been screwing Leila for some time. Jillisa felt cuckolded in that instant, aware that her masculine role had been usurped. She felt emasculated, realising she could no longer thrust into Leila like that. Leila bucked her hips to meet Luke’s thrusts and turned to look Jillisa in the eye, grinning broadly at her now female spouse. “His cock is wonderful. Better than yours ever was.” She mocked, eyes glazing in pleasure.

For some reason the humiliating taunt made Jillisa more excited and she rubbed her pussy.