I patted his shoulder gently. "Bro, before you start throwing accusations, work on yourself. I’m sure Sofia didn’t have anything to do with your tiny dick. Just look at her body—she is fucking sinful. Do you really think you could have satisfied her with your 3-incher? And I’m being generous here," I said, mocking her husband while standing tall right in front of him, not backing down even a little, my tone filled with confidence and provocation.

"Sofia, just tell him that it’s my child," her husband spoke, almost desperately, trying to grab onto any last bit of hope. He knew it wasn’t his, deep down, but he still wanted to numb his pain and believe something else.

"You saw everything that happened that day, and you still think it’s yours? Ha... you are such a pussy, bro," I said, shaking my head slightly, as I couldn’t believe he was still trying to find something good in all of this, something to hold onto.

"Alex, let’s go," Sofia came in between us, placing herself slightly forward. She could sense that if I lost my temper, it wouldn’t be a good thing—it could easily turn into a big scandal in her apartment complex, something that would spiral out of control.

"I’m just talking, Sofia... come here," I said calmly.

Sofia came to me without hesitation and wrapped her arms around me, holding onto me closely as the tension in the room continued to linger heavily around us.

As Sofia was in my arms, I turned her around suddenly and held her into me firmly, her ass pressing tightly against my bulge, her body fully aligned with mine, her boobs clearly in front of her husband, making the moment even more intense and deliberate.

I grabbed her right tit from around her and squeezed it roughly, asserting control and showing her husband in a clear and undeniable way that I owned her completely, without any hesitation or doubt.

"Ahhh," Sofia cried out and arched her back instinctively as I pinched her nipple, her body reacting strongly and immediately to the sudden and intense sensation.

"See this? Your wife belongs to me," I said, making milk leak out of her nipple, emphasizing my point in a direct and unfiltered way that left no room for misunderstanding.

Her husband just stood there and watched me playing with his wife’s boobs, his face filled with anger and frustration, yet he was unable to do anything at all, completely powerless in that tense situation.

I pulled Sofia back toward me, and then we both fell onto the couch together, our bodies shifting as Sofia landed on top of me, the movement slightly unbalanced but controlled.

"Lie down, Sofia," I said, moving Sofia on my lap carefully and making her lie down on her stomach across me, her soft belly pressing firmly against my bulge, her face resting on my left side while her ass pushed outward on the right side of my lap. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"So much... juicy, babe," I said, feeling Sofia’s ass slowly and deliberately, my hands moving with control as I continued to dominate the moment.

I slapped Sofia’s ass over the shorts, my hand landing firmly against the fabric with clear force and intent.

Slap. Slap.

Her ass jiggled for what felt like years, the thick flesh looking so full and juicy that every gourmet meal failed in comparison.

"Did you ever let your pussy of a husband fuck you here?" I said, pressing my finger against Sofia’s asshole over the shorts, making sure he could clearly see what I was doing right in front of him.

"Ahhh... never, Alex," Sofia cried out, her voice reacting to my dominance and control, while her husband stood there and watched helplessly as I played with his wife’s ass without any hesitation.

"Bro, your wife’s got a dumptruck ass, and what were you doing all these years? Just fucking masturbating? You are a fucking disappointment, motherfucker," I said, slapping Sofia’s ass again roughly, the sound echoing slightly in the room.

"You don’t know anything. I love Sofia so much—I would never do things like this to hurt her," he said, his voice filled with desperation as he tried to defend himself and save whatever little dignity he still had left.

"What the hell? You are such a fucking pussy," I laughed as I heard those words from him, my tone filled with disbelief and mockery at what he had just said.

"Sofia, does it hurt when I fuck you here?" I asked Sofia again, pushing my fingers inside her asshole over the shorts, making sure my actions were obvious and deliberate.

"Yes, it hurts, Alex," Sofia moaned, her voice soft but clearly reacting, her body responding to every movement.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, teasing her slowly, my tone playful but controlled as I waited for her response.

"No, Alex... ahh," Sofia moaned again, clearly enjoying it despite her words, her reactions becoming more intense and visible.

I pulled Sofia’s shorts over her ass and revealed her juicy ass in its full glory, her ass cheeks jiggling slightly as they got freed from the tight hold and restriction of her shorts, moving more naturally now.

"Mmm... so juicy," I said, my voice low as my mouth watered at the sight of those cheeks, taking in the moment and the view in front of me.

I grabbed her ass cheeks and jiggled them, playing with her juicy ass slowly, enjoying the way they moved under my hands.

Then I parted her ass cheeks slightly so I could see between them more clearly, to check how wet her pussy had been. Her cheeks separated slowly, and her pussy lips were revealed, her pussy leaking fresh juices, her asshole twitching slightly with excitement as her body reacted.

"You wanna take a hike?" I said, looking at her husband, who was watching me play with his wife’s body like it was fucking National Geographic scene unfolding right in front of him, completely unable to look away.