A few years back, my wife was chatting to a younger guy online,he lived about 65 miles away.
He was a young single well hung guy, who worked in his families small bicycle shop.
As he didn't drive , it was even agreed that my wife would pick him up from our local train station to bring him back to our place when I was in work.
He visited twice over two weeks, on both occasions he fucked my wife hard in our marital bed.
This guy was confident and wasted no time in taking full control, he just treated her as an easy fuck, used her as his fuck toy , pretty much fucked my wife like she was a whore that he didn't even have to pay for.
He pretty much made commands all the way through, get on your back, spread your legs., suck my cock , get your arse up etc etc .
Anyway, back last year, we took my wife's elderly parents out for the day, her dad a strict shirt and tie wearing man, her mum never missing her Sunday morning in church.
Even after 30 years, I'd never smoked or swear in front of them, they'd have been horrified lol.
We were visiting this town many miles from home, looking for a particular place to eat, picture the scene, we were somewhat lost, and were walking down side streets trying to find this food place.
As we walked down this narrow road , I glanced across, looking at the shops as we walked past, and I noticed this guy looking out through the shop window, he seemed to be interested in us , and I even noticed my wife was looking over to the shop he was in, she looked horrified and started to walk faster away from the front of that shop.
It was only when I looked up at the sign on the shop did I realise it was the Bicycle shop that the guy who had fucked my wife like a whore worked at.
In all honesty ,panic did set in. After fucking my wife like she was a hooker, we told him where to go, so it didn't end on good terms.
We both picked up the pace, fearing he'd come out after us and get some kind of revenge by telling her parents what a dirty cheap slut their ...... is, taking pleasure in telling them how he'd fucked their .......
Luckily he just watched us until we were out of site, I'm still certain he recognised us.
Maybe he thought it couldn't be us, 60 miles from home, walking down a street wed never walked down before, I'm mean, we knew he lived in that city, but he didn't cross our minds until we saw him standing in his shop window!
Anyway, totally true story ( if not a little boring). Here's a poor quality clip of him with my wife.
In this clip he's commanding/ demanding that she gets her arse in the air , to which she obeys , and buries her head in our pillows as he takes her cunt hard from behind.