“Oh fuck.” My hips worked backward, pounding that dick deep into my beautiful pussy with every thrust of his hips. I matched his tempo, unable to stop myself even as my heart begged me not to give in and love what he was doing to me. He’d pulled me away from my family, from my friends, from my husband, and he pushed me against a wall just around the corner. I could see them, hear them, and while one hand rested against the wall to brace myself against his relentless pounding, my other laid over my mouth to stop my moans from crying out to the world and letting everyone know I was getting brutally fucked so close by. I wondered how the squelch of my insides and the wet slap of his balls smacking against my thighs weren’t audible to them despite it being the best phone sex I’d had in a while, but that wasn’t really a hard question. They didn’t care what was going on outside of their moment, the protagonists of their own stories without a second thought about where I might be. Every pump made me want it more despite my will. His cock punished me for surrounding myself with people who wouldn’t notice me missing. I deserved this, but I also needed it, and my hips made sure I knew that by continuing to pump with every second. I could feel him get ready even as I heard him grunt. His huge prick started to expand even further and stretch me out as it filled with yet-released cum and teased my raw insides with its milk. He got faster, and grunted harder, every thrust getting louder and louder as I played back at his game and rammed his tip against my womb. “So hot!” I found myself crying out as rope after rope of hot jizz filled my cunt and began to overflow down my thighs, making my husband just another victim of cuckold phone sex.
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