Cuckquean Wife, Cuckquean Life

I’d been edging for days and so was a hot, wet mess by the time we got to bed that evening. As we lay there side by side, we started to talk about her - his Babygirl - and about how he’d love to have her stay over for a whole weekend. He told me that she’d sleep in our bed with him and that I’d be banished to the spare room, alone. He said if I was lucky I might hear the bed creaking as he ploughed her tight, little pussy too. Then he said “I could send you a picture of my cum dribbling out of her pussy”. Hearing him talk about barebacking her tipped me over the edge and I wound up begging him to fuck me. He’d gotten rock hard talking about her so climbed on top and began to fuck me hard, all the while thinking about her. 
I love our life!