The familial bond between mi esposa and mi cuate stretches, snaps, and reforms as something darker, more carnal. They stand, eyes locked, as she slowly, seductively, unbuttons her blouse, letting it drop to the floor. His gaze rakes over her, hungry, before he steps close, his hands cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing her hardening nipples. She reaches for his belt, unbuckling it with a swiftness born of desperation. His pants drop, his cock springing free, already hard. She takes him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head, tasting the precum beading there. He growls, low in his throat, and pushes her to her knees, fucking her face with wild abandon before lifting her, impaling her on his cock, and fucking her rough and raw against the wall.