Be that may, he couldn't look away. The next second, his wife slowly sank down her hips onto that magnificent erect cock, impaling herself completely with a movement of pure bliss and satisfaction.
Because the two had moved to the front of the table, the king had a perfect, obscene view. He watched as the plump butt cheeks of his wife slowly sank down as she took the intruder completely.
He watched as her body reeled and jolted in pleasure with the force of the thrusts from the man beneath her. Every thrust, every fall, every movement down to the very detail was visible to him.
The way the man's cock disappeared inside her, the way her slick folds coated him, the way rivulets of white nectar dripped down with each powerful plunge and wet the table and floor around them.
