BEACH FUCK INFIDELITY WEEKEND: I fucked the slut wife on the beach until her orgasm exploded

Bent over a jagged rock, her ass high in the air, the sun beating down on her flushed skin, she was a vision of pure, filthy lust. The beach was quiet, the waves crashing in the distance, but all I could hear was the wet slapping of my cock against her pussy. She moaned, a guttural, animalistic sound, as I plunged deeper, her tight cunt gripping me like a vice. My hands grasped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh, leaving marks that would fade by morning. But I didn’t care about tomorrow. All I cared about was the feel of her, the scent of her sweat mixing with the saltwater, the taste of her lips when I leaned down to kiss her, my tongue invading her mouth just as ruthlessly as my cock was invading her pussy. She begged for more, her voice a desperate whimper, and I obliged, my thrusts becoming harder, faster, more brutal. The rock dug into her stomach, but she didn’t seem to notice, lost in the pleasure of our forbidden beach fuck.

Her orgasm hit her like a tsunami, her body convulsing as she screamed out her release. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, milking it, drawing out my own orgasm. I roared, a primal sound, as I came, my cock pulsing, spilling my seed deep inside her. She collapsed onto the rock, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices, and stood there, panting, looking down at her. Her eyes were closed, a satisfied smile on her face. I knew she was thinking about her husband, about the infidelity, about the fact that she was letting some stranger fuck her on the beach. And it turned me on all over again.