Chapter 391

Scenting Robin’s arousal and desire to have sex, Quinn’s cock was now rampant, over nine inches long and thick. She hadn’t taken her eyes of it since she entered the room. I’m not sure she heard half of what Quinn had told her husband.

“No, I want to fuck you.”

“Christopher, if you agree, I want you to undress your wife for me. When she’s naked, I want you to take her hand, and place it in mine, and ask me to please fuck your wife. Then I’m going to give her the best fucking she’s ever had. She’ll beg me for my cock. She’ll orgasm at least ten times as I fuck her. Or you can walk out of that door, and forget you ever saw me.”

Christopher looked at his wife, then Quinn. He was a cuckold. He wanted Quinn to fuck her, but he still loved his wife. Fear was all that stood in between what he really wanted, which was to watch her with Quinn, and walking out. Quinn had helped ease some of those concerns by telling him he didn’t want to ruin his marriage. Christopher kissed