Another boring Church Sunday afternoon. I was zoning out in that stuffy sacrament hall, some guy droning on about eternal families, when my phone buzzed hard against my thigh. My stomach flipped the second I saw the message. Mother’s room. So plugged up it hurts. Leaking bad. Come now. My cock stiffened instantly, pressing against my slacks. Helping Sarah with her full tits had become this secret, addictive rush since the...

The mystery man gripped her hips and drove deep, stretching her married pussy. His wife cried out, squirting hard around the bull’s cock, he growled and flooded her with hot, thick seed. Her husband immediately buried his face between her thighs. He licked and sucked desperately, tonguing deep into her cum-filled hole to swallow every thick rope. He moaned, cleaning her swollen clit, then lapped up the dripping cum runnin...

I sat and watched in the armchair. Mascara ran down my wife’s face as I watched her sink to her knees beside the bed. Six men stood around her, like some ritual she’d been starving for her entire life. She took them eagerly, desperately, like she never wanted it to end. Moans filled the room. Grunts. Heavy breathing. Then came the mess of release splashing across ruined lipstick and trembling skin. Her wedding ring caught...