Pool Boy Crush

Caught my cock-hungry wife Ariella, legs spread, fingers buried in her soaked pussy while she eye-fucks our pool guy Tyler through the window. Fucking hell, what a filthy woman. So I holler at him to step inside, show him the real show. Little fucker blushes at first, but Ariella wastes no time, teasing him with filthy grins and slow hip rolls until his shorts can’t hide the thick monster he’s packing. She practically drools, pulls it out, gives it a quick sloppy suck, then slams herself down on it like she’s been waiting her whole life. Cums loud and hard, once, twice, keeps twitching every thrust. Me? I kicked back, hard as stone, jerking to the sight of my wife getting wrecked on the couch.