“Such a pretty fuck you are. My wife, trying so hard to ride my cock.” “Don’t call me that,” I heard her murmuring as I put pressure on her clit. “Oh, God.” “Not God,” I chuckled. “Your husband. The one you married today. Seems even if you don’t like him calling you his wife, you like his cock right between your legs, huh?” “Just be quiet so I can get there,”
