Lena strode into the bedroom, her eyes locking onto her husband Mark with a predatory gleam. "On your back, darling. I've had a long day, and you're going to make it better," she commanded, her voice laced with authority.
Mark hesitated, but her sharp wit cut through. "What's the matter? Afraid your little cock can't handle watching me get what I really want?" she teased, already dialing her phone.
She peeled off her clothes, revealing her dripping pussy, and straddled his face. "Lick it like you mean it, or I'll tell him how pathetic you are," she said, lowering her ass onto his mouth as the call connected.
"Hey babe," she purred into the phone, grinding her wet pussy against Mark's tongue. "Just using my husband as a seat while we chat. He's so horny, his cock is rock hard but useless."
As she rode his face aggressively, panting and sweating, she humiliated him further. "Feel that dripping on your face? That's for my boyfriend, not you. No blowjob for you tonight."
Mark groaned beneath her, but she continued chatting, her voice steady. "Yeah, he's licking my pussy right now. Pathetic, isn't it? I'm going to cum all over his face."
Her body tensed as she came, cum flooding his mouth, her ass clenching, until she hung up and smirked down at him. "This is only the start of what he'll hear next time."
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