I have no need to watch. Just knowing that my wife is having sex with her lover is an incredible thrill for me. Waiting for her and the anticipation of us making love afterwards is mind blowing for me. Then hearing the details, feeling, tasting, smelling the results of their coupling is out of this world.
I often imagine his dark black cock disappearing into her pale white body, her soft thighs wrapped around him. But I’ve no desire to see it for myself. In fact, I’m afraid that it could ruin my imagined version of that special moment. Instead, I get to hear all the detail as we make love and I do t want to risk losing the wonder f that.