I slowly pulled my finger out of Helena's tight asshole with a wet, obscene sound. The warm, silky walls clenched around my digit as if reluctant to let go.
Without hesitation, I brought the glistening finger to my mouth, locked eyes with her, and licked it clean — savoring the musky, intimate taste of her most private hole right in front of her husband.
Helena's face burned crimson with embarrassment.
Then I cupped the back of her head and pulled her into a deep, possessive kiss. My tongue invaded her mouth, and I deliberately let a thick strand of saliva — mixed with the taste of her own ass — drip from my tongue into hers. I made sure she swallowed it, forcing her to taste herself while I claimed her mouth completely.
When I finally broke the kiss, a thin string of spit still connected our lips.
I brought my hand down hard on her plump ass again — a loud, sharp slap that echoed through the room.
SMACK!
