Mom's Cuckold #18

Nikki's locked in a fight with her husband over which gender rules the sack. Mid-argument she tosses her chin and says she could humiliate a man in minutes. He calls her bluff, so she grabs Tee Reel by the wrist, pulls him down onto the couch, and straddles him right there. "Watch." Her hips roll while she pins him. She spits on her hand, strokes him until he's hard enough to slide in, then drops her weight fast and takes every inch. Tee groans. She laughs. Her husband sits there silent while Nikki grinds her pelvis in tight circles, her wetness smearing up and down Tee's shaft. She grabs Tee by the throat, flexes her thighs, and grinds deeper. Wet slaps echo. When Tee starts pulsing inside her, she keeps moving until she wrings the last spurt out of him. Smirk on her face, mess leaking down her thigh, Nikki turns back to her husband with a single arched brow that says without a word which sex just won.