Wifey's Sexting Again With Other Men

Her husband spots Sky in the mirror and feels that old jolt—prey-sight mixed with pride. He knows she’ll be riding another cock before the hour’s done. She hasn’t told the new guy yet that hubby likes to watch; that’ll come after the first moan. Husband drives off like it’s grocery day. Sky brings Kaby inside, drops him on the bed, and peels down to lace and skin. Then the door opens again. Kaby freezes mid-gasp, eyes on the stranger who just entered his own home. Husband smiles, voice flat as steel. "We’re swingers. Fuck her like you mean it." Fear melts into hunger. Sky slides between them, grips both men—one cock, one hand—while her tongue works the thick black shaft like it owes her rent. Later she’s face-down, hips high, hair tangled, taking every inch. Her tits slap time against her ribs. One shivering cry later she spills wet around him. Kaby pulls free and splashes hot across her bush. Sky just grins, glowing and wrecked, while her husband watches the proof run down her thighs.