Yes, only if I destroy her pussy

Monica breathes in deeply and answers, “You can fuck her, but you can’t care about her pleasure. I want you to use her like a little Japanese sex doll. Fuck her pussy without regard. I wanna see how hard you fuck without restraint.”

Oh shit. My wife has really gotten into this dirty talk. I’m unsure how Phoebe’s feels about me abusing her pussy like this. I tap her head beneath the blanket, and ask, “Did you hear that?”

She answers, “Do whatever you want to me! **** me. Destroy my little pussy. I don’t care. I just want to feel you inside me.”

My friend’s wife is begging to be destroy. Oh I’ve been waiting so long for this. I’m finally going to pay Phoebe back for all the teasing.

I rip the blanket off us, and throw it to the floor. Phoebe kneels between my legs still holding my cock. She lowers her face down next to it and looks up at me. She hits my cock against the side of her face with more impact than I would expect. She says, “I hope you don’t hurt me too much with this big fat cock. I’m such a little woman, and my pussy is so tight. You might tear me apart.” Whamp whamp whamp my cock slaps against her cheek.

I sit up, and push Phoebe’s shoulders, knocking her back onto the bed. I growl, “Take off your top.”

As she pulls her shirt over her head, I grab the waistband of her shorts and pull them down her legs with such **** it almost flips her over. She sticks her feet into the air, then tries to tickle her toes on my face. I grab her ankles, and forcefully spread her legs apart.

Besides a manicured strip of black hair above her little camel toe, Phoebe might have the smoothest pussy I’ve ever seen. Her dark mound begs to be touched. It seems so sweet and cute. I almost don’t want to **** it.

Then Phoebe teases me again, “You’re not the first man to be left speechless by my pussy.” She grins up at me, knowing how much I desire her. She’s so confident in her tight little body covered in tattoos and piercings. She reaches down between her legs, and spreads her lips, revealing a bright pink interior. She encourages, “I taste even better than I look.”

My mouth waters, and I start to lower my head. My wife’s voice stops me, “No pleasure for her! Do not lick her!”

I pull back, and Phoebe laughs, “Don’t listen to your wife. Just give it a lick. You’ll love it.”

Oh fuck. Her bubble gum pink pussy tempts me. I want to feel her warm texture on my tongue. I want to hear her purr as I swirl around her bud of a clit. I lick my lips.

Monica sees my resolve failing. She commands a final time, “Chandler, you better not go down on her! Now put your cock in her, and pound the fuck out of her! I want to hear her scream!”

She sounds so angry, and right now her wraith is directed at Phoebe. If I ignore her, I know it’s gonna be me facing my furious wife.

I look down at Phoebe’s little pussy again and decide: eat it or pound it.