Secret tryst with husband’s best friend

She almost gasped. XXX This spot was well-known to certain types of couples, whispered about on certain corners of the internet, and private enough for what Lena had in mind. She couldn’t see it, couldn’t hear the door open, but the motor stopped. Still. The stretch was glorious. Just feel. He just kept pushing in that deliberate, powerful way, not quite fast, but unstoppable. Her thighs brushed again, and another tiny jolt of leftover pleasure surged between her legs. Her pulse thundered in her ears as realization crashed through her. A sudden wash of humiliation pricked at her chest. Her ears strained. Her chocolate-brown skin gleamed, smooth and freshly shaved legs and pussy. A tremor passed through her. Just the slow, unhurried pull of him drawing back, the thick ridge of his shaft dragging along the trembling grip of her inner walls.