The black man pulls out slowly, giving you an unobstructed view of their combined fluids leaking out of her used pussy. He steps off the bed, adjusting his clothes as he smirks at your devastated expression.

"Well, well, well... looks like someone's missing out on all the fun," he says, chuckling at your pathetic display of jealousy and despair.

With a final wink, he turns and walks away, leaving you alone with your betrayed wife who's still basking in the afterglow of her illicit affair.

Her husband sits frozen in shock and agony, unable to process the betrayal he's witnessed. His heart feels like it's been ripped apart, shattered into a million pieces by the sight of his wife's ecstasy and the knowledge that she'll never be the same again.

She lies there, spent and sated, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her multiple climaxes. When she finally musters the energy to speak, her voice is soft and husky, filled with a newfound confidence and dominance.

"I know you're hurting right now, darling...