Mean Cuckold #05, Scene #02

Siri leans back in her chair, those big tits barely contained in her dress, and tells Marcelo the bad news—Kurt Lockwood's coming to dinner. Marcelo's mouth drops. Kurt? From high school, the asshole who made his life hell? He tries to argue, tries to tell her how fucking twisted it is, but Siri just smiles and keeps pouring the wine. Kurt shows up like he owns the place. Swagger in every step. During dinner he cuts Marcelo down with every sentence, and Siri's laughing like it's foreplay. Before the plates are even cleared she's under the table, hand wrapped tight around Kurt's thick cock, stroking him slow and dirty while Marcelo stares, frozen, still holding his fork. Kurt's groaning now. Siri looks Marcelo dead in the eye, points down at her heels. "On your knees, babe. Lick." Marcelo obeys—face burning—his tongue dragging across her arches while above the table his wife's mouth slides down Kurt's cock, wet and loud. Then Siri stands, peels off her panties, and lowers that fat ass onto Marcelo's face. She smothers him while she rides Kurt, every thrust sending him deeper until the bastard cums hard, painting her tits and belly in thick, hot ropes. Marcelo stays right there under her—gasping, humiliated—while her thighs hold him in place and the air stinks of sex and sweat.