In her ruined pussy

I pound in one last time and throb. My cock spurts cum into Phoebe and fills her pussy. When I’m finally done I pull out and let go of her legs. They collapse to the side.

Monica asks her, “Are you alright.”

Phoebe groans, “I think he ripped me down there.”

“Oh shit,” Monica gasps. Maybe she shouldn’t have encouraged me to go so how. She looks at me, “Go make a bag of ice in the kitchen then wrap it in a dishtowel.” We’ll treat her pussy like she just gave birth.

I walk out of the room. My hard cock slowly softening in front of me. Joey stares at me from the couch. I can’t help but notice that his eyes are glued to my cock. He asks, “What’s going on in there?”

I answer honestly, “I just ruined your wife’s pussy.”

He blinks. He can’t tell if I’m serious or not. He gets up and goes into the bedroom.

I come back into the room and he’s holding his wife. I get her the bag of ice. She places it on her pussy.

Joey looks at me, “I can’t believe you did this.”

Phoebe slaps at my still softening dick, “Bad penis. Bad penis.”

She’s cock drunk.

Monica says, “I think you should carry her to your room and take care of her. Be a good husband.”

Joey looking annoyed, picks up his wife and carries her out of the room.

Monica smiles at me, giving me a look, “Chandler, I didn’t know you had that in you.”

I shrug, “I guess I’ve had a lot of pent up aggression over the last year.”

She moves up to me, “Is that because I’ve been a bad wife?” She kisses on my neck and then whispers in my ear, “Can I tell you a secret? I wish you would pound me that hard. I could take it and would beg for more. I’m a strong woman who can take a punishment. I think it’s time you punish me for being such a bad wife the last year.”

She bites on my ear, “Do whatever you want to do. I’m your little slut wife and I deserve it.”