Those beautiful Sundays, when you're not bothered by anything and can go to my exhibitionist slut on Saturday night and spend the night with her in the marital bed... And you find her waiting for you. But the best part comes on Sunday morning... When the cuckold knocks to let me know he's ready to put on the coffee? You'll be wondering "why does he do that?" Keep reading and you'll understand... The best part is getting my little slut up before me and watching her head to the bathroom, dripping cum from her pussy like a broken pipe... If she then sneezes or coughs, even her leaky ass (my fault) will make a mess on the floor. The cuckold will clean up afterward. Let's get back to the aforementioned, who lets me know when he puts on the coffee... He does it because after hearing his wife chanting all night, now it's his turn to enjoy it. And how? Going down to the kitchen (I'm in my boxers and a T-shirt, she's in her underwear, and if it's cold she puts on a robe that... it's as if she wasn't even there), we find the cuckold waiting for us. While she's making coffee, every time I see her like this, superficial as she is, I'm overcome by an animalistic rage and... I start kissing her, I suck her tits and make both my clothes and hers fly away, then I lay her on the table and shamelessly pound her in front of her husband, who watches from the other side of the table... She often arches her head back and we meet eyes. When I'm about to come, I pull it out of her pussy and cum in one of the cups the cuckold has prepared. The macchiato should be his, but what does my sweet little exhibitionist slut do? She picks up the cup, the spoon, starts tasting and... By the time she pours the coffee, the cup is empty. Needless to say, 9 times out of 10 this show gets me going again, and while the cuckold is tidying up in the kitchen... I go back to the bedroom to double-check the tightness of his wife's ass. What a slut!