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Two vids here, be sure to swipe for more 😈Your likes, comments and tips for my stories and content are greatly appreciated 🙏 Jamarcus flash forward I could tell from the light through the window that dawn had just broken. I looked across the bed at my husband. He was still fast asleep. I quickly identified the noise that had roused me from my sleep. It was the unmistakable squeak from Jamarcus’s crutches, and it was coming from the end of the hallway. I automatically just assumed that he’d gotten up to use the restroom, but as the faint squeaks gradually grew louder, I realized that J was making his way toward our bedroom. “What the fuck?” I thought to myself. “He wouldn’t dare….” I bit my lower lip ever so slightly as I let the thought about what Jamarcus might possibly be daring trail away. Now fully awake, and still in the clutches of the perpetual state of arousal that had gripped me tightly for the last three weeks, I feverishly began to hope that my bull was feeling brazen enough to take my pussy right underneath my husband’s sleeping nose. “Brazen, indeed,” I quipped under my breath as I saw his massive silhouette appear in our doorway. Leaving his crutches by the door, J gingerly creeped around the bed and quietly crawled underneath the covers behind me. Up until the last week or so I’d still been able to sleep on my back relatively comfortably, but lately I’d only been able to sleep on my side facing hubby. As he snuggled in behind my warm little body, I could instantly feel his long thick penis ease its way gently between my soft ass cheeks. The b0y was ready to party. “What the fuck are you doing?!,” I sternly whispered over my shoulder, grinning in disbelief. “John is sleeping less than four feet away. This is crazy!” “Relax baby,” J replied cooly. “Your man knows this pussy all mine. That why he wear that cage when I’m here. And if he’s got a problem, he free to go sleep in one the other 8 bedrooms.” He was right about one thing. J definitely owned my pussy on our little sleepovers. But this particular scenario was entirely different. J wasn’t here for our “playtime,” as we called it. He was literally doing his post-surgery rehab at our house, because my husband wanted to make sure that his prize defensive end not miss even a single game of the upcoming playoffs. “He’s not even wearing his cage right now,” I whispered through my teeth. But it was too late. Jamarcus had already committed to consummating this little encounter. And frankly, while I remained intent on at least giving off the appearance of unwillingness, my pussy had a mind entirely of its own these days. And it was firmly in line with Jamarcus. “Quit playin’. You know you want this dick up in you, bitch.” he queried as he grabbed me by my wrist and placed my hand on his thick erection. It never ceased to amaze me how something so large could completely engorge itself in no time flat. “Fuuuuuuck. I do goddammit,” I responded immediately. And with that, I was now fully compliant, both mind and body, in J’s pursuit for pussy. “Help me get these panties off at least,” I said imploringly. It wasn’t as though I was far enough along to not be able to handle the task on my own, but it would’ve meant releasing his mammoth erection long enough to accomplish it, and that was something I wasn’t willing to do. Lifting my hips ever so slightly, j made quick work of the assignment, leaving me completely nude between him and my still, as of yet, sleeping husband. A woman can instinctively tell when her cunt is wet and swollen enough to accommodate a beast like the one on Jamarcus. I knew I was ready for my bull. So, shifting my hips ever so slightly, I positioned the tip of his bare penis at my opening. Needing no further encouragement from me, J began to slowly ease his thickness into me, inch by exquisite inch. I found myself biting my lip yet again, this time hard. Concealing the effects of being penetrated by J from my husband was never easy under the best of circumstances. But if I was going to allow my lover to complete his underhanded little objective without alerting my husband to his presence, it was going to require a monumental effort on my part. One I wasn’t even remotely certain I was capable of. For its part, my tight married pussy offered zero resistance on John’s behalf. Quite to the contrary, it was gleefully giving my bull the red carpet treatment, and it wasn’t long before I felt my lover at the hilt. For what seemed like eons, j held himself in place with the tip of his penis lodging itself firmly into the entry of my cerv!x. The slight discomfort from such a thorough invasion only seemed to enhance the exquisite sensations that come from having my most intimate parts stretched and owned by my bull. Without even realizing it, I was already on the precipice of orgasm. Instinctively, I reached between my legs to cradle Jamarcus’s heavy sack, drawing his massive testicles upward and into direct contact with my inflamed clitoris. Instantly, my body was racked by an earth-shattering climax. I clenched my teeth as my mind unleashed a psyonic scream I feared might rouse my husband. And for what seemed like an eternity, I experienced wave upon wave of cataclysmic orgasm in complete silence. As the cascades began to slowly abate, I could literally sense the smirk across Jamarcus’s face. He genuinely loved bringing me to climax in the presence of my husband, and this time had been no exception. The fact I’d somehow managed to experience it in absolute silence only enhanced his delight. I let out a long sigh, which signaled the return of my higher functions. It was now time for Jamarcus to get his. As he began to slowly pulse his hips, I knew this would not be the typical animal-like fucking J was so adept at giving me. Stealth was in order. Deciding that we’d pressed our luck enough to this point, I clenched my cheating cunt around his shaft, intent on quickly coaxing its ejaculation. “Damn, bitch. Yo pussy want this nut,” J astutely noted. “It does for sure, stud,” I cooed in reply. “Now give your bitch what she needs so she can get her ass back to sleep for another hour,” I laughingly quipped. With that, Jamarcus began to pick up his rhythm. And in no time flat, my vagina milked my bull of his huge, virile load. Jamarcus lay quietly, his spent penis still lodged inside of me and slowly softening. He removed his hand from the swollen and tender breast that he’d been clutching tightly throughout his orgasm and gently placed it on my growing belly. And then, in a state of complete contentment, we both drifted off next to a still-sleeping John.