MILF Paradise System

Chapter 452: Cucking The Slutty Maid’s Husband

"I love it, Sir..." she whimpered, her eyes glassy with humiliation and arousal. She stuck her tongue out obediently, trying to catch more of my spit as it dripped down.

I spat on her again, this time aiming for her open mouth. The thick glob landed perfectly on her tongue.

Nadia moaned loudly, keeping her tongue out so her husband could see everything, his once-respectable wife reduced to a drooling, spit-covered whore eagerly catching another man’s spit on her tongue.

I rubbed my cock across her messy face again, using her like a rag, spreading the filth even more as Saleem was forced to watch in complete silence.

Saleem looked like a dead man on the other end of the call. His face was pale, eyes hollow, completely drained of life. He had answered the video call hoping, praying, that his wife had changed her mind and was ready to come back to him.

Instead, he was forced to watch this nightmare unfold in real time, his wife on someone’s bed, face completely ruined with another man’s thick spit and precum smeared across her cheeks, lips, and chin like cheap makeup.

The woman he loved and married was gone, replaced by a filthy, drooling slut who looked more aroused than she had ever been with him.

Nadia’s pretty face was a complete mess, glistening with layers of my spit and precum, her makeup smudged, strands of saliva dripping from her chin onto her breasts.

Yet somehow, she looked incredibly hot like this, degraded and owned, her eyes hazy with lust as she stared submissively into the camera.

"Turn around, Nadia," I ordered. "Let me see that tight little hole of yours."

Nadia obeyed instantly, like the perfect slut she had become. She slowly moved on the bed and got on all fours, positioning herself so her thick, juicy ass hung right off the edge, presented beautifully for me.

I grabbed the oversized black shirt she was wearing and pulled it up her back, bunching it around her shoulders. Her smooth, creamy back was now fully exposed, along with the full, obscene view of her wide hips and plump ass.

Her asshole twitched visibly under my gaze, tight, pink, and untouched. Her pussy was still swollen and dripping from earlier, a mixture of her juices slowly leaking down her thighs.

I stood behind her, stroking my rock-hard cock as I admired the view. Saleem could see everything clearly on the call, his wife on all fours like a bitch in heat, ass up, holes exposed, waiting to be ruined by another man.

"Are you gonna watch the whole show, Saleem?" I asked mockingly, my voice calm and cruel. Even after all the humiliation I had put him through, he still hadn’t hung up the call. He was still watching, broken and pathetic.

Saleem’s face was a wreck on the screen, tears streaming down his cheeks, eyes red and swollen. His voice cracked as he begged desperately.

"Please, Sir... don’t do this. I beg you. You’ve already done so much... please let my wife go. If you want money, I’ll pay you. I’m not rich, but I’ll take a loan from my employer, I’ll do anything... just please let me be with my wife. I love her... I still love her..."

For a brief second, I almost felt a flicker of pity for the man. He looked completely destroyed, a husband who had just watched his wife and daughter get claimed by another man, now reduced to begging on his knees.

But then I looked down at the view in front of me.

Nadia was still on all fours on the edge of the bed, her thick, juicy ass pushed out toward me, her swollen pussy and tight little asshole completely exposed. Her body was trembling with need, her juices slowly dripping down her thighs. The sight instantly erased any pity I had.

I rested my heavy, rock-hard cock on her plump ass cheek, letting her feel its heat and weight as I slowly rubbed it against her soft skin.

"What do you say, Nadia?" I asked, my voice low and teasing as I dragged my cock between her ass cheeks. "Should I just let you go back to your husband?"

Nadia looked back over her shoulder at me, her eyes glassy with lust and submission. She didn’t even glance at the phone. Her voice came out breathy and needy:

"No, Sir... please... I want to stay with you."

Saleem let out a broken sob on the other end of the call, but neither of us paid him any attention. I kept rubbing my thick cock against her ass, teasing her dripping pussy from behind while her husband was forced to watch in silence.

"You heard her, Saleem," I said coldly, looking straight into the camera. "She doesn’t love you anymore."

I pressed the thick, swollen head of my cock against Nadia’s tight little asshole, slowly trying to push inside. The resistance was incredible, her virgin hole was so small and tight that even the head felt like it was fighting to get in.

"Ahhh!" Nadia cried out, a mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure escaping her lips as my heavy cock pressed insistently against her most private entrance.

"Fuck, Nadia... I might need some lube," I said deliberately, making sure Saleem heard every single word clearly. My voice was loud and mocking as I continued rubbing my cockhead against her twitching asshole.

"Do you have oil, Sir?" Nadia asked breathlessly, her voice shaky but eager, completely lost in heat.

I let out a dark laugh and brought my hand down hard on her thick ass cheek with a loud SLAP!

"You are such a shameless slut, Nadia," I growled, watching her ass ripple from the impact. "Your husband is listening, and you’re already suggesting a lube so I can fuck your ass easier? Right in front of him?"

I spat directly onto Nadia’s tight little asshole, watching the thick glob of saliva land on her puckered hole. I used my thumb to spread it around, trying to provide some natural lubrication as I pressed the swollen head of my cock against her resistant entrance.

It was far too tight. Even with the spit, her virgin asshole barely yielded, clenching hard against the intrusion.

"Sir... please use some oil," Nadia begged desperately, her voice shaky and needy as she pushed her ass back slightly, torn between fear and overwhelming lust.

I chuckled darkly, my cock throbbing at her words.

"Why would I need oil, Nadia," I said mockingly, sliding my thick cock down from her asshole to her dripping pussy lips, "when you’re already generating so much lube for me?"

I rubbed the heavy head of my cock up and down her soaked pussy, coating myself thoroughly in her warm, sticky juices. Her arousal was dripping down my shaft, making it glisten obscenely.

"Ahhh..." Nadia moaned loudly as she felt my thick, heavy cock pressing against her pussy entrance, teasing her with the promise of being filled again.