Elena's POV

The flashlights swept across the yard. Five wives stood there — Sarah at the front, eyes wide with shock and fury. My husband David was still half-hard beside me, cum dripping from my ass onto the blanket. I didn’t close my legs. I stayed spread wide, fingers lazily pushing the mixed loads deeper into my pussy, letting them all see exactly what I had collected.

Sarah’s voice cracked. “Elena… you fucking whore.”

I smiled, slow and shameless, circling my swollen clit right in front of them. “Jealous? Your husbands filled me so good tonight.”

David tried to stand but I grabbed his cock, stroking it back to full...