The weight of her betrayal presses down on me as I kneel, my heart pounding with a mix of humiliation and desire. I’m here, between her legs, the couch cushioning my knees as I prepare to fulfill my role. Her legs are elevated, a silent invitation to the task at hand. The room is dim, the sepia tones casting a warm, almost nostalgic glow over the scene. But there’s nothing nostalgic about this moment; it’s raw, it’s real, and it’s the consequence of her actions. **The Stinging Humiliation** Her words echo in my mind, a cruel reminder of my place.




I would be diving into her pussy after she had been pounded by a big black cock.
I loved licking women clean after the fucked black men. My wife loved sharing me with her female friends as a clean up boi for the black men she/they fucked in our home.