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The reply is almost immediate. A short, steamy clip of Peta, her hands exploring her own body, her breathless moans filling the silence of your bedroom. You and Ava watch, transfixed, your bodies pressed close together. The video ends, leaving you both breathless and wanting more.

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Ava takes the phone back, her fingers trembling slightly as she types. We want to see you cum.

A few minutes of silence pass, the anticipation building. Then, another video. Peta, her body arching as she brings herself to orgasm, her cries of pleasure echoing in your bedroom. It's raw, real, and incredibly intimate. You and Ava are both panting now, the need for release almost overwhelming. Her perfect body on display for the married couple.

Peta text back. Now I need to see you guys cum for me.

Ava lets out a shaky breath, a mix of nerves and anticipation. She glances at you, a silent question in her dark eyes. You give a small, firm nod, a non-verbal command. You see the shift in her then, the acceptance, the surrender to the game. She loves this, being driven, being directed. She positions herself on her hands and knees on the bed, the moonlight catching the curve of her spine, the swell of her hips.

You grab your phone, positioning it propped against a pillow to capture the perfect angle. The red recording light blinks on, a tiny, watchful eye in the dark. "Alright," you murmur, your voice thick with desire as you run a hand down Ava's back, from her nape to the swell of her ass. "Look into the camera, Ava. Show Peta how good you're being for me."

She complies, her gaze meeting the phone's lens. Her breath hitches as you enter her in one smooth, deep stroke, her body arching to take you in. You set a hard, steady rhythm, the sound of skin against skin filling the quiet room. "Look at her," you say, your voice a low growl directed at both women, your wife on the bed and your secretary on the screen. "Look at my wife. So beautiful. So **** to please."

Your grip tightens on Ava's hips, pulling her back against you with each thrust. "You like this, don't you?" you ask her, though your eyes are on the phone, imagining Peta watching. "You like being watched? Being my little cuck quean, showing off for another woman?"

Ava whimpers, a raw, **** sound. She can't speak, but she pushes back against you, her body answering for her. "She can't answer, Peta," you say, your pace quickening. "Too busy being fucked. But she loves it. She loves that you're seeing her like this. Seeing her belong to me."

Your words are calculated, sharp. Humiliation is the spice, the thing that makes this particular dish so intoxicating for her. You lean forward, your chest pressing against her back, your lips brushing her ear. "Tell her, Ava. Tell Peta how much you love watching me with other women. How you love to clean my cum off their faces."

Ava shudders, a full-body tremor of shame and pure ecstasy. Her knuckles are white where she grips the bedsheets. "Oooo God. I love watching you fuck other women. It's so fucking hot. I need to watch you fuck more women."

You both cum quickly after those words as you send a quick goodbye message to Peta and fall asleep together. The plan to bed other women embedded into Ava now. Soon a new woman will get fuck by you while Ava begs for it.

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