Cock buried balls deep in the wife’s pussy as she lies flat on the counter, red dress hiked up to her waist. Thighs tremble around his hips while her fingers claw at the laminate, knuckles whitening. He pulls out slow, glistening with her arousal, then slams back in until her breath hitches. The cuckold lingers in the doorway, his jaw tight as she moans his name between thrusts. Red fabric clings to her thighs, the only thing keeping her dignity intact as her ass lifts off the counter with every deep stroke. His grip on her hips bruises, her heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper. When he finally pulls out, thick strands of cum drip down her inner thighs as she collapses against the counter, chest heaving.
