He was relentlessly fucking my wife. Enticed by her big tits bouncing in front of his face, he grabbed the right one and began sucking on the nipple. The look on her face was pure ecstasy. However, her face changed when he switched to her left nipple. Her body stiffened betraying how very sensitive this nipple was. He sensed her vulnerability and began sucking harder on her tit, trying to get as much of it as he could in his mouth, while flicking his tongue over the helpless nipple.

This over-stimulation caused my wife to push her arms against the bed and arch her back in a futile attempt to pull her tit away from his mouth. Whenever I am sucking on her nipples, I stop when she tells me to! Her new lover (owner?) wasn’t as considerate, he wrapped both arms tightly around her, so she couldn’t pull away. I watched her struggle getting more and more desperate with every second.

She felt as if he was trying to suck the life out of her tit and was helpless to stop him. Her eyes pleaded with me to do something, but I was mesmerized watching her struggle. Within seconds, her struggle weakened, because she was out of energy and overwhelmed by what her tit was being subjected to. First physically, then emotionally, she was succumbing to her lover, realizing her body now belonged to him.

Did my wife want to leave? We will never know, as she never had the chance to object. While still bear-hugging her, he rolled my wife over so he was on top. His cock never leaving her pussy in the process.

He swung her legs over his shoulders, then lowered himself until his chest smashed against her sore tits. Without hesitation, he resumed rough-fucking her. Her gasp was smothered by his mouth and the tongue thrust into her mouth. She was unable to say or do anything to stop what was happening to her.

To be continued…