The Temporary Husband
He chuckles, reaching behind me with his hand, he squeezes my ass and I explode, thick ropes of cum like an actual water fall, landing on my hand still holding my dick, my chest and waist.
He isn’t done, hitting that spot over and over,
Reaching forward, his fingers pull my shirt from my mouth.
“Who owns this ass?”
“You.” I pant,
He groans, “Say it,”
“It’s yours, Mr. Romanov.”
My husband reaches climax, forgetting we aren’t home, he comes inside me.