Give Ruth the butt fucking she desires

Michael doesn't see any harm in indulging Ruth just this once.

"Hmm, sounds like a good start to me." He agrees, "David, get on the couch and spread your legs. Ruth, kneel down and lick that clam like you mean it."

"Oooh mommy, yes," David sighs as her mother dives between her legs, "Mmm, so good. Even better than getting a blowjob. I had no idea...!"

Michael takes a moment to appreciate his wife's new-found enthusiasm for pussy while he sheds his own clothes. Then he takes a grip on her plump behind and starts to push against her backdoor.

Normally, Ruth would not tolerate this kind of violation, her husband would be getting a lecture on boundaries and probably exiled to the couch for the night. Instead, she pushes back against him, moaning into David's cunt as he pops into her bowls.

Ruth's muffled whimpers rise from between David's legs. Taking her husband's cock raw in her untrained and unlubed ass was clearly causing her some discomfort, but Michael doesn't slow his rough pounding. His relentless fucking drove her face into the new girl's hungry snatch, barely allowing the older woman the chance to breathe, much less complain.