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Hi. Im TheFunMilf. Just your everyday Mum who wants to put the fun back into life! Most recently I have decided to become the FUN Hotwife! And Im documenting everything right here from cock to cuck! Youll see it all. So stay tuned if you want to see me have fun with MORE than just hubby! I started posting online just before I got pregnant for the 3rd time and all my pregnant content is here to stay! Im no professional but imagine Im the Mum next door who has a naughty side to show! I started posting online to spice my life up and boy has it. I finally feel FUN again. Stick around Im only just beginning!What you can expectmy Hotwife journeyinterracial Hotwife/cuckold contentI love to chat with everyone- one of the main reasons I started thisI love rating and receiving dick pics (unusual right?)custom requests B/G videossolo videos and anything else you desire. Just let me know!


@funmum Latest Posts

  • I can’t tell you how good nipple play has been feeling for me lately. They are so sensitive that it’s sending me into over drive….. and I love it!!!!

  • Sometimes all I need is 3 minutes alone with my fingers and I’ll be a very happy relaxed lady! Would you want me to keep my boots on? 😈😜

  • Big beautiful belly update 😘😘

  • Dress me up and dress me down. I love how. Loathes cling to my body now. Also needed to upsize in my bras because my boobs are growing so fast. If only someone would volunteer to hold them all day while I worked 😈😈😘

  • Just me a pregnant woman that really needed a good ride. So rode my old faithful and enjoyed myself very much 😜😘

  • Playing with each others clits 😃 Still one of the funnest nights of my life! Not long now until I’m at it again but this time pregnant! 😉

  • My new toy… and to think that this is the small one 😉

  • So I have been sitting on something since yesterday… but for good reason because today I was busy letting my 21 year old friend have a second turn of my pregnant pussy! Anyway here it is… it’s literally straight out of a movie scene. You wouldn’t read about it! Yesterday I went to my families Easter Lunch. One of my cousins who I am quite close with was going to be introducing her new partner. Now it’s not often that partners… well new partners are introduced into our family. There isn’t really anyone who is still single. So it was an exciting time!Well… turns out. Her new partner is our old bull! I couldn’t believe it. Hubby couldn’t believe it. If you saw my face it would have been a viral GIF! He at least had enough sense to pretend we were all strangers! THANK GOD! Question is… what do I do now!

  • Happy Easter 😃

  • You actually have no idea how wet my pussy is now that I’m pregnant! It’s literally a daily waterfall down there!

  • I keep forgetting to upload my weekly updates… maybe because for the past week I have had private lives! They are so much fun! 😜

  • 😃 My pussy has taken so many cocks over the last few weeks… but it still needs more!

  • Everyone has been loving my first time taking a BBC while pregnant! 😉 Honestly I must of forgotten how horny I am when I’m pregnant! Because my craving for cock has been next level!

  • MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt. 37“Pregnant and owned by a BBC”It’s no secret anymore—I’m addicted to Black men.Every boyfriend I’d had before—and my husband—had been your typical Aussie stereotype. But ever since my first experience with a BBC, something in me changed.The way it stretched me.The way it filled me.The way I couldn’t stop thinking about it for days afterward.It was more then just sex. It was an awakening.And during this pregnancy, that craving has only grew stronger. My hormones were wild. My body… sorry, my pussy is always wet. I needed to be filled. I needed to be used.And the only man I could think about was Mike.We’d been flirting and messaging for months—dirty, teasing, building tension across states. He was in Melbourne. I was in Sydney.But then one day, out of nowhere, he messaged me:“I’m coming north. One day in Sydney. And I want you.”That was all it took.This pregnant, married mother of three was about to spend an afternoon being claimed by a man she’d never met in person… but had already imagined in every filthy scenario possible.When Mike walked through the door, my pussy clenched.Tall. Dark. Broad. Stereotypical muscle-bound god.Everything about him made my body react. His deep voice. His confidence. The way he looked at me like he already owned me.And before I could even say a word—he acted.He grabbed me by the wrist, turned me around, led me to the bedroom and pushed me down onto my knees.Not a word spoken. Not a question asked. Just pure, natural dominance.I looked up at him, heart racing, belly heavy with pregnancy, and felt his cock already thick and hard in front of me.I opened my mouth and slid him between my lips, tasting the weight of him, the warmth, the size.His hand moved into my hair, tightening, holding me in place as he started to fuck my throat, slow but deep. I moaned around him, spit pooling at the corners of my mouth as I swallowed him again and again.From the corner of my eye, I saw hubby.Not caged this time. But still silent. Still powerless.He stood against the wall, watching, his cock already twitching. He knew he wasn’t allowed to touch me. He wasn’t even really part of this. Hard, silent, and trembling while I got on my knees for another man—one who was already in control.This was all Mike.But Mike wasn’t done showing me who was in charge.He pulled me off his cock with a wet pop and yanked me to my feet.Without a word, he dragged me by the hair out of the bedroom and into the living room.There was a full-length mirror on the wall—perfectly placed.He stood on the couch, legs spread, cock glistening with my spit, and pointed.“Kneel. Right there.”I did what I was told.He tilted my chin up wards.“Now suck it. I want to watch.”My cheeks flushed, but I was already opening my mouth again, sliding him between my lips.The view was filthy. My pregnant body, on my knees, his thick cock sliding in and out of my mouth, his eyes locked on the reflection as he groaned low and deep.I loved that he wanted to see me like that. To watch me submit from every angle.I wrapped my lips around his shaft, tasting myself all over him. My own pussy. My own scent. My own pleasure.I moaned as I sucked him clean, licking his shaft, teasing the head, my tongue working him until he was throbbing again.He loved it. His cock pulsing in my mouth, the only sound in the room the wet, messy rhythm of my sucking and his breathing.He let me work like that for a while, taking my time, letting the pressure build…And then he pulled me up and dragged me back into the bedroom to finally fuck me.“I need this pussy,” he murmured, eyes locked on my swollen belly. “So sexy like this.”He slid inside me in one smooth thrust, and I gasped, the stretch making me grip the sheets.He was so thick, so deep, and I was already soaked.It was like my body had been waiting for this. Every muscle, every nerve, every craving—all answered the moment he bottomed out inside me.He fucked me slowly at first, letting me feel every inch of him, then faster, harder—each thrust making my moans louder.It didn’t take him long before he wasn’t going slow anymore.He slammed into me, hard, rough, fast—fucking me like he owned me. My body bounced beneath him, his cock pounding deep, making me cry out again and again.Hubby stood there watching, lips parted, cock leaking, completely helpless.And that only made it better.I was being bred by a better man, and my husband was there to witness it.Mike shifted beneath me, gripping my waist tightly, and pulled me up.“Get on top,” he growled, his voice rough with need.I straddled him, lowering myself onto his cock with a long, trembling moan as he stretched me open all over again.My belly sat full and round between us, resting against his abs as I sank down onto him, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt inside me.So deep. So thick. So fucking perfect.I started to move—rolling my hips, grinding against him, using every part of my body to milk his cock. His hands gripped my ass, guiding my rhythm, letting me ride him just how I needed.I looked down, watching my belly bounce with every thrust, every grind, every time I dropped onto him and let his cock fill me completely.Mike’s head fell back against the couch, eyes dark with lust as he watched me work his cock like it was mine—moaning, sweating, using him with the same hunger he’d shown me.I bounced harder, faster, my thighs burning, the pressure inside me building again.He grunted beneath me, his grip tightening, his hips starting to thrust up to mine.And then I felt it—his whole body tensing, his cock twitching, his breathing ragged.He grabbed my hips, held me down deep, and I felt it—hot cum spilling deep inside me.I moaned, gripping his back, my body twitching around him as he emptied every last drop into my stretched pussy.And when he pulled out, I lay there shaking. Used. Filled. Satisfied.Then I turned my head to hubby.“You know what to do.”He dropped to his knees and crawled between my legs, licking up Mike’s cum from inside me, cleaning me slowly, reverently, like a good little cuck.After he had finished, Mike pulled me back into the living room for round two.He didn’t say a word. He just stood in front of the couch, waved his cock around, and looked down at me.I dropped to my knees.He was already hard again—thick, glistening with my arousal and his cum, the scent of sex still fresh on his skin.I opened my mouth and slid him between my lips, tasting it all—his cum, my pussy, the filth of what we’d already done.I moaned as I sucked him, using my tongue to clean every inch, to get him ready for the next round.Hubby stood off to the side, hard, flushed, trying not to stroke himself. He wasn’t caged this time, but he was still restrained—mentally, emotionally, and physically.He grabbed my chin, pulled me up, spun me around, and shoved me onto the couch, face down, ass up.He didn’t wait.He lined himself up and slammed into me from behind, burying himself in one deep, brutal thrust.I gasped—loud and sudden—as the pressure filled me all over again.The sound of his skin slapping against mine filled the room, my belly swaying beneath me with every hard stroke.Then Mike spoke.“Get in front of her.”Hubby moved closer. His cock throbbing, leaking.Mike tangled his fingers in my hair, dragging my mouth toward hubby’s cock.For a moment, I was between them again—spitroasted.Mike fucking my soaked, stretched pussy.Hubby sliding into my mouth.But it didn’t last long.Hubby’s breathing grew too fast, his body twitching. He was about to cum.“No,” I whispered, pulling back from his cock.He whimpered and sat back, watching, panting, while Mike kept going.He gripped my hips and pulled me back onto his cock, every thrust hitting deep, perfectly angled, perfectly rough.Then he flipped me.I found myself on my back, legs still trembling, as he climbed on top of me and pinned my knees to my chest, pushing my belly up with the pressure.And then—he pile-drove into me.His cock slammed deep, over and over, rattling the couch, my moans turning to gasps, my hands clawing at the cushions.My belly bounced with every thrust, my breath caught between moans and cries.I looked down at my own body—round, full, dripping wet, completely his.And then I climbed on top of him.He sat back on the couch, spreading his legs, and I straddled him, lowering myself onto his cock, taking him all the way in with a shudder.I started riding.Cowgirl. Belly on display.I bounced on his cock, my hands pressing against his chest for balance, my belly in full view, every inch of me open and on show.I could feel hubby’s eyes on me—watching his pregnant wife ride a man so much bigger, so much better then him.Mike grunted beneath me, gripping my hips, helping me grind down harder, faster.Then, suddenly, he grabbed me again, flipped me over, and bent me back over the couch.One more time.He thrust into me from behind, pounding me into the cushions, his balls slapping my soaked, messy pussy.This was it.This was where I lost it.I started making noises I’d never made before—loud, raw, primal. Animalistic.I wasn’t just moaning—I was howling.And when he came again—his cock buried deep, his cum flooding me for the second time in one hour—I couldn’t believe it.My body shook. My thighs trembled. My hands clawed the couch as he held himself inside me, filling me all over again.I collapsed forward, breathless, my belly resting against the cushion, my entire body used and owned.We took a break after that—well, I had to. My legs were shaking, my pussy was leaking, and I could barely speak.We sat on the same couch he’d just pile-drove me into. The cushions still held my warmth. I was naked, stretched, dripping.Mike sat beside me, relaxed, cock already thickening again. We talked.It was strange. Casual conversation with the man who had just turned me inside out in front of my husband.Hubby sat across from us, still hard, still denied.Mike looked at my belly and reached out. “Mind if I rub it a little?”I nodded.His big hands slid over the curve of my belly, rubbing gently, slowly, almost lovingly. It was tender and filthy all at once. The same hands that had wrecked me now worshiping the part of me that made me feel even more irresistible. He moved me so I was sitting between his legs and for the best part of ten minutes he massaged my belly and my tits. So sensually- a complete opposite to watch just occurred.“Come outside,” he said.I followed him to the balcony. The air was cool on my skin, but I was on fire.He leaned back against the rail before sitting down on the chair.I once again got down on my knees and took him in my mouth again, slow and deep, sucking him while the world moved quietly around us.He moaned, stroking my hair. I spent the next ten or so minutes sucking his cock. Then he pulled me up, bent me over the rail, and slid back into me.I gasped as he fucked me outside—deep, slow, dominant strokes. But I could tell he was holding back. Probably because he didn’t want me making the same noises out her eon the balcony that I had just made inside.Then he took my hand, brought me back inside, and laid me on the bed one last time.Missionary. Deep. Close. Real.I wrapped my legs around him, held onto him as he fucked me slowly. His eyes stayed on mine. My body responded like it was made for this.And when he came again—his third load inside me—I arched my back and moaned like I belonged to him.He collapsed on top of me, both of us wrecked, sweaty, and satisfied.I lay there for a while after he pulled out, his cum leaking slowly from between my legs, pooling beneath me.Eventually, I stood and walked back to the couch, my body aching in the best way possible.I sank into the cushions, completely spent.Then I heard my husband’s voice, soft and cautious.“Can I… cum now?”I blinked. Honestly, I’d forgotten he was even there.I leaned back, spread my legs lazily, and said, “Just stroke yourself and cum on me.”He did.He stood there in front of me, his cock twitching, and within seconds he came—thick ropes splattering across my thighs, my belly, the cum already leaking from inside me.I moaned softly and rubbed it in, absolutely spent.Lately, I’ve been so fucking horny.More then usual. More then ever.Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones. Maybe it’s the thrill of being desired like this. Maybe it’s just knowing that other men want to own me—even like this.Mike was just the first.And I’ve got a long list of pregnancy fucks ahead of me.I plan to enjoy every single one. 

  • Four holes… which one are you choosing? 😉

  • Behind the scenes:This was me after being fucked three times by my BBC bull. I was absolutely spent! He was in the shower and I was sitting and rerunning the highlights with my hubby who had just finished all over me!

  • Just watched hubby clean my pussy juices off another guys cock. His second cock ever…

  • Just a dirty pregnant hotwife after a sweaty gym session 😈

  • Literally so exceptionally horny at the moment. I think I am having record quick orgasms. My clit is still my favourite toy 😜😈❤️

  • I love a good stretch and my bad dragon fills me up and stretches me out so well!

  • Look how quickly I’ve popped. I love seeing and feeling my body grow so quickly. 🤰🏼🤰🏼

  • Can you tell how much I missed his thick cock! He is the one that made me obsessed with girth! 😜

  • The only problem with these are that if I’m not wearing underwear my pussy always leaves a wet spot!

  • I can’t wait till I stop work and go on maternity leave just so I can do this every day!

  • I told hubby to watch this video… he blew his load before he even finished the video! 😘 Maybe next time I should make him clean my toy up!

  • Sometimes… sorry I mean…. Everytime I’m alone I get so sexually frustrated! I just need cock all the time!

  • Body update! 😜

  • My hands are tied behind my back and I’m used for nothing else but his pleasure…This is the perfect date night!

  • “Hey hubby… my pregnant pussy is getting fucked again!”

  • Been training my asshole to make sure everyone can still fuck my pregnant asshole! I mean what’s hotter than a pregnant milf taking it in the ass

  • Same day… different panties… different bed sheets! Because I soaked through all of them! 😜

  • How are you liking my pregnant body? 😉

  • Fun fact… it’s Tuesday and I’m only starting to walk normally from my fuck on Saturday! 😜 2 guys and double rounds will do that to you!

  • Trying on my new maternity bras! 😃 Easy access all round!

  • Licking my fingers at the end of this video and tasting myself after a good job making myself extra happy. I am cumming almost twice daily. Horny hormones are through the roof 😈😜

  • My pussy has never been more full of cum! Wait till you see it! ❤️

  • Getting fucked again today by a new cock… what do you want me to do? Hubby will also be watching!

  • This is what my 21 year old friend fucked me in! 😉

  • My pregnant pussy needs something a little harder… so my glass dildo does the job! 😉

  • Need to treat these feet today! Do you want an after photo? 😘😘

  • So busy putting out my “married guy” video I forgot to give you my pregnant body update! 😜

  • My Hotwife Journey Pt 36"The Married Guy"So, this one starts with a DM. A DM from “The Married Guy.” Now it was a pretty standard one, honestly. Nothing crazy, nothing overly cocky—just a simple, confident, message. One that got my attention though.Now, usually, I get a lot of messages. Some are straight-up cringe, some are lazy as hell, and some are just so over-the-top that I can’t even take them seriously. But this guy? He had my attention right away. Something about the way he messaged me—polite but direct, flirty but not desperate—made me pause.So, I did what I always do. I checked out his profile.And, holy wow, was I glad I did.Tall. Tattooed. Built like someone who actually enjoys the gym. The kind of man who looks like he could pin you down without even trying. And married. That last part made me even hotter.Because all I could think about was how lucky his wife was.Did she know how fucking good she had it? Did she take him for granted, or did she let him use her the way a man like that should be able to use a woman?I had to know.I agreed to catch up with him for coffee. Nothing serious, just a quick little chat to see if we actually had chemistry in person. What made it even hotter was that hubby was in the same shops doing the groceries while I sat across from this gorgeous man, sipping my latte and feeling a heat build between my thighs.And let me tell you—we vibed.Like, that instant, I-want-to-take-your-clothes-off kind of chemistry. We flirted, we laughed, and by the time we finished our drin, I knew I was going to fuck him. It was just a matter of when.It took a little scheduling, but finally, everything lined up. I book a hotel. I told hubby he was coming to watch—and, of course, he’d be locked up. Again.And that’s when it really hit me.I love this life. I love being a hotwife.I love knowing that I can find a man like this, connect with him, crave him, take him—all with my husband watching, aching, wanting but never having.And the best part? Hubby loves it too.I’m so lucky to have a man who understands me, who gives me this freedom, who wants to see me fulfilled in ways he never could.And now, I was about to show him exactly why this was worth it.Walking into the hotel with both hubby and "Married Guy" felt surreal.There we were—me, my lock-up husband, and this gorgeous, tattooed man I had been craving to get my hands on. And instead of ri pping each other’s clothes off immediately, we stood there making small talk.It was polite. Too polite.Hubby asked about his work, "Married Guy" asked how long we’d been in the lifestyle, and I? Well, I nodded along, pretending to be engaged in the conversation when in reality, I was struggling to focus on anything but the fact that I was about to fuck this man senseless.I wanted to touch him.I wanted to feel the body I had been eyeing since our coffee dat e. I wanted to see if the bulge I had fantasized about was really as big as I imagined. And most of all? I wanted him to put me in my place—to grab me, kiss me, and remind me why I was here.I barely lasted five minutes.Finally, I just couldn’t take it anymore.There was no invitation. We just started kissing.His hands were on me instantly—firm, greedy, like he had been holding back just as much as I had. He tilted my head up, claiming my mouth with a deep, hungry kiss that sent shivers straight to my core.Fuck. Yes.And in that moment, I thought about his wife again.Does she get kissed like this all the time? Does she get fucked the way I’m about to be? Because if she does, I swear to Go d, she is one lucky woman.Hubby sat on the edge of the bed, completely forgotten, as "Married Guy" sat down on the bed. My hands were all over him, desperate to feel every inch of the man I had been waiting to have. And when I finally got his pants undone and saw just how thick he was?I shot a look at my husband—who was already lea king inside his cage—and smirked.“It’s so much thicker and longer then yours!”Then I pushed him down and got onto my knees on the bed.I could feel hubby’s eyes bur ning into me as I curled my fingers around the base of "Married Guy’s" cock.Thick. Heavy. Pulsing in my hand.Even in my grip, he felt huge—warm, solid, commanding my attention. The sheer size of him sent a thrill through me. This wasn’t just a tease anymore—this was real. I was about to take him.I let my fingers slide along this shaft, slowly, teasing myself just as much as I was teasing him. I wanted to savor this. I wanted to feel every inch, every twitch of anticipation, every shift of his hips as he held back, waiting to see what I would do.And when I finally licked the swo llen tip, I heard the sharp inhale above me.Fuck, I loved that. That first taste, that first reaction.I swirled my tongue around the head, slow, deliberate, dra gging it over the sensitive ridge before flicking against the tip. I could taste him. Precum coa ted my tongue, sa lty and warm, making me moan softly as I swallowed it down.Then I looked up at hubby.He was a wreck already.His hands were gripping his thighs, his caged cock twitching and lea king, his breathing short, desperate, completely out of control. His face was flushed and I knew what he was thinking.I smirked, keeping my eyes locked on his as I parted my lips wider, tilting my head forward, and took "Married Guy" into my mouth.The first few inches slid in effortlessly, the smooth heat of him pressing against my tongue. But then, as I moved lower, my jaw stretched wider and wider.My lips strai ned around him, my throat tig htening as I tried to take him deeper.And I did."Fuck," he exh aled, his fingers tightening just slightly, guiding me lower.I loved that. That little show of control.I let him push, forc ing me deeper, stretc hing my throat more, making me take all of him. My nose was pressed against his skin, my throat completely stu ffed.And fuck, I loved that even more.I stayed there, holding him deep, feeling my throat tigh ten around him, my body fig hting to adjust. Then, slowly, I pulled back, gas ping for air as I let him slide out with a long, messy string of sp it connecting my lips to his cock.I wiped my chin, panting slightly, my lips swo llen and wet.Then, I did it again.I sucked hard, hollo wing my cheeks, dra gging my tongue along his length as I worked him like I had something to prove.And maybe I did.Because this? This was the perfect cock.I moaned around him, letting the vibration send shivers through his body. His grip in my hair tight ened, guiding me, controlling the rhythm, setting the pace. His hips started to move, thrus ting slowly, fucking my throat, pushing past my lim its, owning my mouth completely.I let him use me, let him fuck my throat until I was a droo ling, ga gging, desp erate mess. My hands gri pped his thighs for balance.And the entire time, I felt hubby watching.His cock strai ning against his cage so hard I thought he might br eak it.Then I looked up at "Married Guy," smirking as I licked my lips."Fuck," he muttered, staring down at me like he wanted to ru in me completely.I smirked. A smile that said, “Fuck I am going to have fun with this!”Then I grabbed "Married Guy" by the hips, sho ved my face forward—and took him even deeper.And "Married Guy" was loving it.His hand slipped into my hair, gripping lightly as he watched me cho ke down his cock.Then, strong hands grabbed my waist.I barely had time to register what was happening before I felt my body being lifted, repositioned onto my hands and knees.  My ass in the air ready for him.A sharp jolt of anticipation ran through me as I felt him spread me open, his strong hands gripping my ass cheeks, exposing everything.Then, he paused.“Fuck,” he muttered, as he saw that I was plugged. His fingers grazing the jewell of my butt plug. I loved knowing that he’d find it there. I loved knowing that I had been walking around all day with my ass plugged.He let out a deep groan and ran his tongue over the exposed skin around the plug, licking me, teasing me, making me squirm.Then—he went lower.The first flick of his tongue against my pussy made me gasp, my fingers digging into the sheets.The second made me moan.And the third?That was when I completely melted.He ate me like a man who knew exactly what he was doing—long, deep licks, his tongue swirling, teasing, sucking at my clit before dragging back down.I pushed back against his face, begging for more without words, grinding against his tongue as he licked me from behind.God, he was so fucking good at this.I bit my lip, panting, already aching for what would come next.And then—he gave it to me.He grabbed my hips, lined himself up, and with one hard thrust, buried himself inside me.I cried out, my fingers twisting in the sheets as my body stretched to take him.The first few thrusts were slow, teasing—just enough to make me feel every inch of him.Then, he started to fuck me like he owned me.Each deep, powerful stroke knocked the air from my lungs, my ass bouncing back against his hips, the wet slap of skin filling the hotel room.I was wrecked already.The stretch, the heat, the overwhelming fullness—it was everything.And hubby was right there watching, completely powerless.I turned my head, locking eyes with him, watching the way his body trembled, his caged cock leaking uncontrollably as he witnessed something he could never give me.“Look at me, baby,” I panted, barely able to form words as "Married Guy" slammed into me, hitting deeper every time. “Look how deep he is.”Hubby whimpered, his face completely wrecked.And that sent a fresh wave of arousal rolling through me.I loved this. I fucking loved this.I loved being a hotwife. I loved being taken like this. I loved that my husband let me do this, that he wanted me to be completely fulfilled.And I loved knowing that this man’s wife got to have him like this all the time.I could only imagine how it felt to have him take her like this whenever he wanted.His pace grew rougher, his hands tightening on my hips, his body taking everything from me, his groans getting deeper, more desperate.Then—he suddenly pulled out.I barely had time to react before he grabbed my hair and turned me around, pushing me down onto my knees.I opened my mouth instinctively, already knowing what he wanted.I wrapped my lips around him, sucking him deep, feeling the slick mix of my arousal on his cock as I took him back into my throat.I moaned around him, letting my tongue swirl over the head, making it as messy and desperate as possible.I wanted him to feel exactly how much I loved this..Then—he moved me again.He leaned back onto the bed, his eyes dark with lust as he guided me onto his face.I didn’t hesitate.I climbed up, straddling him, lowering myself onto his mouth, letting out a long, breathless moan as his tongue flicked over my clit.His hands gripped my hips, controlling my movements, forcing me to ride his face.And fuck—he was relentless.I gasped, arching forward, my hands slamming onto his chest for balance as he licked me from below. Long, deep strokes, hungry and consuming, like he was claiming every inch of me with his mouth.I collapsed forward, gasping, shivering, completely spent.But he wasn’t done with me.Even as my body trembled from the aftershocks, he guided me up, shifting my legs until I was straddling his lap. His cock pressed against me, still slick from my mouth, still aching to be inside me again.I was still breathless, my pulse erratic, but I didn’t hesitate.I reached between us, gripping his thick shaft, guiding him to my entrance.Then I slid down onto him, slowly, inch by inch, letting him fill me completely.I started moving, rolling my hips in slow, deliberate circles, feeling every ridge, every perfect inch grinding inside me. His hands slid up my back, grabbing my hair, pulling me down for a deep, heated kiss as I rode him.I was completely in control now.I set the pace.I rode him just he way I wanted. Selfishly using his cock to fill me up and pleasure me. Once I was done though I collapsed against him, breathless, my heartbeat pounding against my ribs. After this he once again moved me into all fours. Only this time I had took the plug out so he could really enjoy the view. It didn’t take him long. Without a word, he slipped his thumb inside, pressing deep, stretching me open again.I gasped, my thighs clenching as he bent me forward onto all fours, pushing inside me again, fucking me hard with his cock and his thumb at the same time.The sensations were overwhelming. The stretch, the heat, the complete and utter fullness that left me shaking, moaning, completely at his mercy.Behind me, I could hear hubby.Breathless. Whimpering. Completely wrecked by what he was witnessing.Later, he would tell me that his cock leaked uncontrollably the entire time. That it was like a ruined orgasm that never stopped, his body desperate to release, his cage trapping him in a state of endless frustration.But in that moment, I didn’t care.I was too busy falling apart.My body was trembling, my thighs weak, my breath still ragged from the last orgasm that had just wrecked me.I was used. Stretched. Completely claimed.And he still wasn’t done with me.But he had one last thing to claim.He gripped my thighs, spreading me wide, and without hesitation, buried his mouth between my legs.I was so sensitive, my body overloaded—but that didn’t stop him.His tongue flicked over my clit, slow at first, teasing, before dragging down, licking deep into me, tasting the mess he had left behind. I moaned, my back arching, offering myself to him all over again.Then, without warning, his fingers slid inside me.I didn’t want him to stop.His fingers curled inside me, rubbing against my most sensitive spot, pressing, teasing, fucking me with slow, deliberate strokes. My legs twitched, my hands gripping the sheets, my moans growing louder, more desperate.I was so close.So close.Then—he did it.He curled his fingers at just the right angle, his tongue flicking against my clit hard and fast—And then—I felt it.The undeniable, unstoppable release.I squirted hard, soaking his hand.But now…It was his turn.He sat back, his cock thick, swollen, throbbing in his grip as he stroked himself, his eyes locked on me, drinking in the sight of me completely wrecked from what he had just done.I pushed myself up weakly, crawling toward him, my body still shaking, but I knew what I wanted.I wanted to finish him.I wanted to taste him.I wanted to feel every last drop of his release sliding down my throat.I moved between his legs, pushing them apart, then leaned in, my lips grazing the head of his cock, my tongue teasing the tip as he groaned deep in his chest.But I wasn’t done yet.I wanted to give him more.I wanted him to experience something he’d never forget.So I pushed his legs up, exposing him completely, and let my tongue trail lower.His breath hitched.The moment my tongue traced his tight asshole his entire body tensed.His cock twitched violently in his grip, his abs flexing, his moans turning into deep, uncontrollable groans.I didn’t stop.I flicked my tongue against him, pressing deeper, teasing, letting him feel what it was like to be completely taken care of.His thighs trembled. His moans grew louder. His cock pulsed hard in his grip.He was so fucking close.Then, suddenly, his hand moved faster, his strokes turning frantic, desperate—He told me to come forward because he was about to cum. And I did. Placing my mouth over his cock…making sure I would get it all.With a deep, shuddering groan, his entire body locked up, his cock pulsing violently in his hand.Thick, hot ropes of cum shot onto my waiting tongue, filling my mouth. There was so much. I looked up at hubby as I his cock continued to explode into my mouth. I had to start swallowing even before he had finished cumming.I took it all.Every last drop.His release was so much, so thick, my throat working fast to swallow it down, but I could barely keep up.I stayed there, holding my mouth closed against his cock, my tongue coated in his cum. I swallowed it all.He collapsed back, completely spent, his chest heaving, his muscles twitching as the aftershocks of his orgasm rolled through him.I wiped my mouth, licking the last traces off my lips.Then, slowly, I turned to hubby.He was still sitting in the chair, his face flushed, his hands clenched into fists. His caged cock was leaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what was going on in his mind. Because just like last time I knew I was in control.I pushed myself up on shaky legs, moving toward him.I walked over to him. Tapping his cage.I cupped his face, tilting his head up until his eyes met mine.Then I kissed him. When I pulled back, I ran my thumb over his lips. And whispered that I loved him. Thanking him for once again giving me the chance to live my best life. 

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