Submissive wife gets spanked and fisted at public subway station and she fucking loves it [Extreme]

Bent over a filthy subway bench, her skirt hiked up, ass bare and red from the stinging slaps, she panted, begging for more. The train station was deserted, the air thick with the smell of rust and her own sweat. Her husband’s hand came down hard, each smack echoing through the empty platform. “Fuck, yes,” she moaned, pushing her ass higher, craving the pain. His palm left handprints on her flesh, the heat radiating, mixing with the cool breeze from the approaching train. She loved how exposed she was, how anyone could walk in and see her getting spanked like a naughty slut. His fingers dug into her pussy, wet and throbbing, then he shoved them deep inside her ass, making her scream. She ground against his hand, her body shaking with lust. He fucked her ass with his fingers, stretching her wide, getting her ready for what he really had in mind. She gagged on her own spit, eyes watering as he pushed his fist deeper, knuckles grinding against her tight hole. She arched her back, taking it all, her body convulsing with twisted pleasure.

The train pulled in, its squealing brakes drowning out her screams. Passengers stared, their eyes wide with shock and arousal. She didn’t care; she was lost in her own world of pain and pleasure. He pulled his fist out, her ass gaping and dripping. He spun her around, throwing her onto her back on the bench. Her legs spread wide, pussy glistening, begging to be filled. He dropped his pants, his cock hard and throbbing. He grabbed her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bench. With one brutal thrust, he was inside her, fucking her hard and deep. She screamed, her nails digging into his arms. He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her ass. She came hard, her body convulsing, pussy clenching around his cock. He roared, his cum shooting deep inside her, filling her up. She lay there, panting, her body covered in sweat and cum, a filthy, used mess.