I can see the dull routine in your eyes, the monotony of your vanilla sex life. Your wife's pussy was made for huge cock, not your pitiful excuse. I ravage her first, her cries confirming what she needs, then turn to you, my new slut. You're both pathetic and all mine, writhing beneath the power of my cock. As I finish, I smear your shameful seed across her hand. You lick, You lick, a defeated spouse ingesting his own humiliation.