I let out a loud, mocking laugh and pointed it out cruelly, my voice dripping with pure amusent as I stared straight at the broken man.
"Wow... would you look at that, Peter?" I taunted loudly. "Your wife’s panties are absolutely fucking ruined. There’s a giant, nasty wet spot right here — soaked all the way through like a desperate cunt in heat. Her slutty little pussy is literally dripping and creaming just from choking on my thick cock and getting her throat fucked raw."
"Tell , Helena... are you really this fucking wet because you’re scared? Or because you’re a pathetic, needy anal whore who gets off on being used and humiliated right in front of your useless husband?"
Helena covered her face with both hands, mortified beyond words. Her voice ca out in a shy, embarrassed whimper.
"D-Dexter... stop... please... It’s too embarrassing... Don’t talk about my panties like that... I-I’m not usually like this... It’s just... your cock is so fucking big, and you were so rough with my throat... I couldn’t control my pussy... Please don’t make admit it..."
Peter’s eyes looked ready to burst out of his skull. Tears of pure rage and heartbreak stread down his face as he scread hoarsely.
"You disgusting whore! You fucking filthy whore, Helena! Look at how wet your nasty cunt is! You’re actually creaming yourself for him! I regret not killing a worthless, cock-hungry slut like you when I had the chance! How can you get this soaked for another man right in front of ?! You traitorous, cum-dump cunt!"
I smirked even wider and hooked two fingers into the waistband of Helena’s drenched panties, pulling the fabric away from her skin so both she and Peter could clearly see the long, sticky strings of her thick arousal stretching obscenely between the cloth and her swollen, glistening pussy lips.
"See this, Peter?" I continued mocking him rcilessly. "Your wife is literally creaming herself like a broken faucet. These panties are completely ruined because of my cock. Tell your husband the truth, Helena. Tell him exactly why your filthy cunt is this wet right now."
Helena whimpered softly, still hiding behind her hands, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I... I’m sorry... It’s because your cock tastes so fucking good... and when you choked ... it made my pussy drip like a whore... Please don’t make say it anymore... It’s too humiliating..."
I chuckled darkly, eyes gleaming with wicked lust. "Good girl. Now let’s give your pathetic husband the show of his life."
I spun Helena around roughly and bent her over the back of the sofa, forcing her ass high in the air and pointing it directly at Peter.
I ripped her soaked panties down to her knees, leaving them hanging around her thighs like a filthy trophy. My thick, saliva-coated cock pressed against her tight, puckered asshole.
I only pushed the fat, swollen head of my cock against her twitching ring and popped it inside — just the tip stretching her obscenely while the rest of my massive shaft stayed outside.
Helena’s eyes flew wide open in surprise.
"Aaah—! Fuck! Just the tip already feels so fucking huge!" she gasped, her voice a mix of shock and sudden pleasure.
"Push your hips back, you greedy anal slut," I ordered. "Fuck yourself on my cock. I want you to do all the work while your husband watches."
Helena whimpered in embarrassnt, but her body obeyed instantly. She started slowly pushing her hips backward, forcing her tight asshole to swallow more of my thick cockhead.
"Oh my god...! It’s stretching so much... aaah—! Dexter, your cockhead is so fat... It’s splitting my asshole open!" she moaned loudly, surprised and horny at the sa ti.
I grabbed her plump ass cheeks and spread them wide apart, giving Peter a perfect, humiliating view of his wife’s asshole stretching obscenely around just the head of my cock.
"Look at that, Peter," I mocked loudly. "Your wife is so fucking hungry for my cock she’s pushing her own shithole onto like a desperate whore. Keep going, Helena. Slam that slutty ass back on ."
Helena’s moans grew filthier and louder as she started rocking her hips faster, actively fucking herself on the fat tip of my cock.
"Aaah—! Fuck! It’s so thick... every ti I push back it pops inside deeper... hnnng—! My asshole is burning, but it feels so fucking good!" she cried out, voice trembling with dirty pleasure.
I reached around, yanked her bra cups down, and grabbed her heavy tits roughly. My fingers found her hard nipples and pinched them brutally, twisting and pulling them hard.
"Pinch them harder... aaah—! Yes, like that!" Helena moaned sluttily, pushing her ass back even more aggressively.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I started spanking her ass hard, each powerful slap leaving bright red handprints as I taunted her.
"Harder, you filthy anal whore! Make that asshole swallow my cockhead. I want your husband to see what a nasty butt-slut his wife really is."
Helena was panting and moaning like a bitch in heat now, slamming her hips back repeatedly.
"Oh fuck—! Dexter! Your cock is ruining my asshole... just the tip and I already feel so full... aaah—! I’m such a dirty whore... I’m sorry, Peter, but his cock feels so much better than yours ever did!"
Peter scread through his tears, completely shattered.
"You disgusting anal pig! You’re actually fucking yourself on him! Stop moaning like a cheap whore! I can see your asshole stretching around his cockhead!"
I laughed cruelly and pinched her nipples even harder while spanking her ass non-stop.
"That’s right, Helena. Tell him. Tell your husband how much you love my fat cock stretching your shithole."
Helena’s voice turned completely vulgar and broken with lust as she kept pushing her hips back faster and harder, fucking just the tip of my cock into her ass.
"Hnnng—! Peter, your dick was never enough... aaah—! Dexter’s cockhead is so much thicker... It’s tearing my asshole apart and I fucking love it! I’m such a nasty anal slut... I’m gonna cum—! I’m gonna squirt while only his tip is inside my ass— aaah—! Fuck, I’m squirting—!"
Her body suddenly convulsed violently. A powerful, humiliating gush of squirt exploded from her pussy, spraying ssily all over the floor right in front of her crying husband. Her asshole clenched and fluttered wildly around the head of my cock as she ca hard, screaming in ecstasy.
"I’m squirting so fucking hard...! Oh god, I’m cumming with just the tip in my ass...! Dexter—! Your cock is making lose control... aaah—! I can’t stop squirting!"
I kept slapping her red ass and brutally pinching her nipples while she rode the intense orgasm, her juices puddling on the floor as Peter watched in total horror and humiliation.
"Pathetic, isn’t he, Helena?" I growled loudly. "Look at him crying while his wife turns into a squirting anal whore for ."
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