Chapter ５７

“You're fucking my wife in front of me without even pretending.” Darren fakes disapproval.

“Sorry. Sorry.” Milo takes me out and twists me like a doll. Then he's back within me. He sits down with me still impaled on his cock. “I’ll stop fucking her.” He adjusts my top but keeps touching my breasts. It doesn't matter that Darren watched him f*ck me. We're playing shouldn't again.

Even though my sitting on Milo's lap isn't natural, we pretend we're having a regular conversation. Milo's huge cock is stuck inside me as my husband sits a few feet away.

“Stop!” I hear Milo murmuring. “You don't want him to know I'm still in your pussy, do you?” He wraps his arm securely around my waist. “If he finds out, we have to quit. You don't want to, Grace? You want slow, delicate fucking. Never tell.”

Darren's brow furrows. “ Grace, everything okay? You're flushed.”

. Milo pushes me while I hunt for words. “Good,” I mumble.