I watched as the broad head of his cock pressed against her, slowly spreading her slick folds. He kept pushing and rocking his hips, the head slipping in and popping back out again, over and over, like he was teasing both of them. Then he shifted slightly lower, maybe an inch, and this time when he pushed forward, he did it slowly, carefully. I saw her body tense as her pussy stretched around the head of his cock, taking it in inch by inch until it finally swallowed him. They kept kissing, deeply and hungrily, while he stayed completely still, the tip of his cock buried inside her, for at least thirty seconds.That was the moment reality hit me, hard, like getting smashed by a bus. I was watching another man’s cock inside my wife, no condom, and I was the one who had set the whole thing in motion. Any sense I had vanished the second she wrapped her hand around him. Still, my chest filled with a strange mix of emotions—jealousy, raw arousal, shock, and an impatient need to see more. Af
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