He walked through the door already hard. The second he saw her in that short robe, bent over the kitchen counter, he knew tonight was going to be filthy. No talking, no bullshit. Just raw fucking.
"Get on your knees," he growled, dropping his keys. She turned, eyes wide but already wet from the tone in his voice. The robe slipped open and her tits spilled out, nipples stiff. She dropped without a word, crawling the last few feet until her face was level with his crotch. He unzipped fast, yanked his cock out, thick and veined, and slapped it across her cheek.
"Suck it like the slut wife you are." She opened wide and took him deep, gagging when he grabbed her hair and shoved to the back of her throat. Spit ran down her chin, dripping onto her tits while he fucked her mouth in steady thrusts. "That's it, choke on your husband's dick. You love this shit, don't you?"
She moaned around him, nodding, drool everywhere. He pulled out, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock, then hauled her up and bent her over the counter. The robe came off completely. He spread her ass cheeks, spat on her tight hole, and rubbed the head of his cock against her soaked pussy first.
One hard shove and he buried himself balls-deep in one stroke.
"Fuck!" she gasped. He didn't give her time to adjust. He pounded her hard, the wet slap of skin on skin loud in the kitchen. Her pussy clenched around him, dripping down his balls. He reached under, rubbed her clit rough and fast until she came, legs shaking, pussy pulsing and squirting a little onto the floor.
He pulled out, flipped her around, and lifted her onto the counter. Legs spread wide, he slammed back in, watching her tits bounce with every thrust. "Look at that married cunt taking every inch. You were made for this." He leaned down, sucked a nipple hard, biting just enough to make her yelp and grind harder against him.
They moved to the bedroom. He threw her on the bed, face down, ass up. This time he went for her ass. He worked two fingers in first, stretching her, then pressed his cock against the tight ring and pushed. She groaned loud as he sank in slow, then faster once he was halfway. "Take it, wife. Take your husband's cock in your ass." He fucked her ass deep and steady, reaching around to finger her pussy at the same time. She came again, screaming into the pillow, ass squeezing him tight.
He flipped her onto her back, legs over his shoulders, and drilled both holes in turns, switching between pussy and ass until she was a shaking, soaked mess. When he was close he pulled out, straddled her chest, and stroked his cock over her face. "Open your mouth." She did, tongue out, and he shot thick ropes across her tongue, lips, and tits. She swallowed what she could, the rest running down her chin while he rubbed his cock through the mess.
He collapsed beside her, both of them breathing hard. She turned, licked the last drops from his cock, and smiled. "Again tomorrow?"
He grinned, already feeling himself twitch. "Every fucking night."
