Wait Your Turn

He sits there
On his favorite chair
Shed of his clothing
Slowly stroking his fountainhead
Dreamily gazing at her
Turned on by the
Satisfaction
Of his wife,
On the couch
Letting out a few moans,
On her hands and knees
Swaying back and forth
In ecstatic rhythm
With her dark hair
Being tugged by my hands
Watching my cock
Go in and out of her
Soft wet pussy
As I fuck her
From behind