My Husband Suprised Me with a Massage… but the Masseur Bred Me Raw Instead

I think I went too far this time. My husband wanted me to relax. So he booked a young, handsome massage therapist to come to our house and “take care of me”. He had no idea what he was paying for. From the first touch I was already soaking wet. His strong hands moved lower and lower. Until I stopped pretending. I spread my legs on the massage table like a desperate slut and whispered “Fuck me. I need it raw.” He didn’t hesitate. He pulled his thick cock out, pushed my legs back and slammed balls-deep into my married pussy in one hard thrust. He fucked me like an animal – deep, rough, no mercy. My tits were bouncing heavy, my moans echoing through the room while my husband’s paycheck for every single deep cum. I came so hard my legs were shaking. Then he growled, pinned me down and bred me. Thick, hot ropes of cum shot straight into my cheating cunt, flooding my womb until it overflowed and cum out all over the massage table.