The contrast was stark and filthy. Her husband was sitting in the living room, completely unaware what was happening in their own bedroom, while his thick wife was on all fours on their bed, offering her body to me.
Tiffany looked back at me, her eyes dark with lust and a hint of desperation. "Please, Alex… show me I'm still the one you want."
I stood there for a moment, taking in the sight, Tiffany's thick, curvy body presented for me, her heavy breasts hanging beneath her, her wide hips and ass begging to be touched.
My cock was rock-hard again, straining against my pants as the jealousy and possessiveness in the air made everything even hotter.
"Come, Alex… fill me with your cum," Tiffany moaned, spreading her wet pussy lips with two fingers and showing me her glistening pink insides. Her voice was thick with need, her swollen lips parting invitingly as fresh juices leaked down her thighs.
