The villain is aroused by watching the hero penetrate his wife, while he discovers his servant in an intimate scene with a stranger. How far will his desire go?
The villain, still aroused by the scene he had witnessed, headed toward the garden with a bottle of lubricant in his hand. The cool night air caressed his skin as he settled into a discreet corner, from where he could watch without being seen. The hero, with his imposing figure, continued penetrating the villain's wife with savage force, each thrust causing her to moan, her sounds mingling with the crunching of the leaves beneath their bodies. The wife, with her cold and proud demeanor, maintained a serious expression, but her moans betrayed the pleasure she felt.
The villain, unable to resist the temptation, opened the bottle of lubricant and spread a generous amount on his hand. With slow, deliberate movements, he began to masturbate, his eyes fixed on the scene unfolding in front of him. Every moan from his wife, every movement from the hero, excited him more. He moved a little closer, making sure to stay hidden in the bushes, enjoying the privileged view he had.
As he touched himself, the villain couldn't help but speak, his voice trembling with arousal. "I enjoy watching them," he whispered to the hero. "I love how you make her moan." The hero, without stopping his movements, looked down at the villain with a satisfied smile. "I knew you'd like it," he replied, his voice hoarse with exertion. "Your wife is a goddess, and deserves to be treated as such."
At that moment, the villain noticed movement in the opposite corner of the garden. His servant, a young woman with pink hair and bright eyes, was kneeling in front of a stranger. The man, of robust build and penetrating gaze, had his penis out, and the servant was kissing it devotedly. The villain felt a mixture of surprise and excitement at the sight. The hero, noticing her gaze, remarked, "I don't know that man, but it seems your servant does."
The maid, with expert movements, swallowed the stranger's cock, bobbing her head rhythmically. The man, with a mixture of roughness and tenderness, dominated her, his hands tangled in her pink hair. "You're a good girl," he said, his voice thick but with a hint of affection. "Keep that up, and I'll give you what you deserve." The maid, obedient, increased the pace, her lips pressing around the man's cock.
The villain, now fully aroused, watched as his wife and maid were penetrated without a condom. The sight of the huge cocks sliding in and out of their bodies drove him over the edge. He closed the garden gate, making sure no one else could enter, and kept the view to himself. The women's buttocks, red from spanking and sex, glistened in the moonlight.
The hero and the stranger, now completely immersed in pleasure, played with the women's buttocks, their large hands leaving red marks on the soft skin. The villain, unable to contain himself any longer, masturbated furiously, his cock hard and throbbing in his hand. Every moan, every movement, brought him closer to climax.
"I love watching you treat them," the villain said, his voice choked with pleasure. "You are gods, and they are your goddesses." The hero, with a satisfied smile, replied, "Enjoy the show, villain. This is just the beginning." The villain, his eyes fixed on the scene, felt his orgasm approaching. With a stifled moan, he came, his hot semen falling onto the garden floor.
As he recovered, the villain watched as the hero and the stranger continued to enjoy their beloveds. Their cocks, still hard, continued to slide in and out of the women's bodies, their movements slow and deliberate. The villain, satisfied and happy in his role as cuckold, stood there, enjoying the spectacle, knowing this was just the beginning of a night filled with pleasure and submission.