After a while Dean took back control and his powerful drives into me now also drove me into Arielle as she moaned into the sex wedge with her ass firmly impaled by my cock. I was harder inside of her than I usually would be due to Dean's constant rubbing against my prostate.

Arielle wasn't going to last long. I was pounding her harder and she was so turned on by the fact that most of these thrusts were a direct result of her husband's own dominating tool that she soon quaked below me as a deep fissure of juice bubbled up inside of her and drenched the bed below...