The voice alone of his wife being devoured in and out by Raven was enough to heat up Milo's entire body and mind. But to see it happen with his own eyes, to watch that cock plunging into her pussy like a spear all the while his own dick's tip brushed against the fabric of his underwear. It was needless to say, as an embarrassingly arousing situation–especially with Viola's moans and the sluggish sound of her wet pussy splashing her juices everywhere.
The sight of her wet folds being slapped over and over by Raven's balls was far from something Milo could've ever expected. But the moans and the stuttering of words by Viola–something he hadn't heard her doing with him- muffled his brain with a strange set of thoughts.
