Scene Description:
Billy's prepping for the barbecue when he spots his wife bent over vacuuming, that perfect ass calling to him. His cock surges, so he grabs a handful, ready to yank her panties aside and pound her right there. But shit—it's not his wife. It's her slutty friend India Summer, wearing his wife's blouse and looking like her double. He mutters an apology to his old fuckbuddy, but the second he hears his wife's out running errands, he stops pretending. "I gotta bury this throbbing cock," he growls. India's already wet and willing; she drops, swallowing every thick inch down her throat until she's gagging and drooling, then spins around, hikes up her skirt, and slams that fat dick straight into her soaked, greedy pussy, riding him raw and filthy until her friend gets home. Fuck, that's prime meat.
