Fucking My Best Friend’s Husband

My Best Friend’s Husband: Seduced and Spent – I’ve always had a thing for my best friend’s husband. He’s a strapping man with a hunger in his eyes that I can’t resist (which is saying something). One night, after a few too many drinks, she passes out on the couch. I see my opportunity and take it. I strut over to him, my pantyhose-clad legs catching his eye. I run a finger down his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. He’s putty in my hands.

I push him down onto the couch, my friend snoring softly beside us. More to the point, I climb onto his lap, my big tits pressing against his chest. I can feel his cock stirring, eager for my touch. I grind against him, my pantyhose creating a delicious friction. He groans, his hands gripping my ass, pulling me closer.

I lean in, my breath hot on his ear. ‘You want me, don’t you?’ I whisper. He nods, his eyes locked onto mine. I smile, a predator about to devour her prey. I slide down his body, my hands working at his belt. His cock springs free, hard and ready. I lick my lips, my big butt wiggling with anticipation.

I take him in my mouth, my big tits bouncing as I suck. He groans, his hands fisting my hair. I can feel him getting close. I pop off, a string of saliva connecting my lips to his cock. I climb back onto his lap, impaling myself on his length. I ride him hard, my big tits bouncing, my pantyhose-clad legs squeezing him tight. He grips my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. I can feel him pulsing inside me, his hot cum filling me up. I smile, satisfied, as I climb off him, leaving him spent and me wanting more.