Howard sat slumped against the wall, unable to look away.
Heena... his own wife... was bouncing on Alex's massive cock with shameless hunger, her remaining clothes completely gone. He could clearly see her full breasts jumping with every thrust, her body moving like she was born to ride him.
The sight was burned into his mind. He tried to look away, but his eyes kept drifting back to the way her body moved, the way her pussy stretched around that thick, veiny length every time she dropped down.
His own cock was rock hard in his pants. No matter how hard he tried to will it down... the shame, the rage, the betrayal... it refused to go away.
A sick, twisted heat was spreading through his body.
'Am I… enjoying this?'
The thought made his stomach twist with dread.
Before he could process it further, Siobhan suddenly stood up, her face flushed with frustration and lust.
"Get down, bitch. You've already had enough," she snapped at Heena, her voice dripping with jealousy.
