The sound of her moans echoes in my mind, a haunting reminder of the pleasure she seeks. I’m the cuckold, the one who watches as she craves the thick, young cock that never fails to satisfy. It’s a survey statistic, 9 out of 10 mature hotwives prefer it, and she’s no exception. Her desire is insatiable, a hunger that only the virile and vigorous can fulfill. I’m left to ponder, how can I deny her such pleasure when it’s the very thing that makes her eyes light up and her body tremble with anticipation?
The Agony of Her Satisfaction
The image before me is a snapshot of a reality I’ve come to accept. She’s bent over, her back arched, presenting herself to the younger man below. His face is obscured, but his intentions are clear. The room is bathed in natural light, casting shadows that dance across their bodies. Her shirt is half-off, revealing the curve of her spine, the delicate lines of her shoulder blades. The white walls are a stark contrast to the raw, primal scene unfolding. I’m the cuckold, the one who stands by, watching as she finds her ecstasy in the arms of another. It’s a role I’ve chosen, a path I’ve walked, and yet, the agony of her satisfaction is a bittersweet symphony that plays on repeat in my mind.
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