Honey, Hide In The Bathroom & Watch

You got a wife like Summer Vixen, your nights get weird quick. Husband walks in, sees her in black lace, thinks tonight's his turn. She shuts that down fast. Tells him some guy from girls' night is on his way to wreck her. Wants hubby hiding in the bathroom while it happens. Says it makes her wetter knowing he's watching. The freak. He says yes, steps inside, leaves the door cracked. Rocket shows up built and cock-heavy. Summer drops right to her knees. Sucks loud, spit running down her chin. Opens wider when he feeds it deeper. Hubby sees it all through that thin slice of light. At first Rocket clocks the eyes in the dark, freezes up. Summer doesn't flinch. Hubby steps out, tells him to keep going. Rocket shrugs, bends her over the bed, slams in balls-deep. She grunts like it hurts in the best way. Her moans jump every time he bottoms out. Her pussy clamps and spits around him, cream streaks his shaft each pull-out. He flips her, plants her ass on his face while she gags on his length again. The wet sounds fill the room. He pounds until her legs shake and she sprays the sheets. Hubby can't look away, cock straining against his zipper. Summer's hairy slit glistens, lips swollen and red. Rocket folds her knees to her chest and pounds harder. She begs for it, voice breaking. He keeps going till her cunt squeezes him raw, milking another orgasm loose. Then he yanks out, straddles her tits, shoots thick ropes straight down her throat while hubby watches every swallow. Summer licks her lips clean, satisfied, dripping. Hubby stays silent in the corner, chest tight, cock throbbing like it might split the seam.