Her Eyes on His Bulge: A Cuckold’s Night of Submission

The room is thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of wine and weed. Her eyes, lined with dark, smoky makeup, are locked onto the bulge in Steve’s pants, a bulge that promises a night of unbridled pleasure. She’s a terrible wife, she knows it, but in this moment, she doesn’t care. Her husband’s cock is in her mouth, but her mind is elsewhere, focused on the monster she’s about to unleash. She swallows his load, her eyes never leaving Steve’s, her plan clear: she wants Steve, and Steve alone, to claim her pussy tonight.

The Husband’s Submission

Her husband sighs, falling into a nearby chair, out of commission for hours. She knows this is her chance. She crawls across the carpet, her body moving with a predatory grace, and positions herself between Steve’s legs. Her hands tremble slightly as she begins to unwrap the present she’s been dreaming of, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and hunger. She’s a slut for Steve’s cock, and she’s not ashamed of it. Her husband’s submission is her victory, and she’s going to savor every moment of it.

Steve’s Dominance

Steve’s cock is hard, straining against his pants, and she can barely contain her excitement. She knows what’s coming, and she’s ready for it. Her pussy throbs with need, aching to be filled by the monster she’s been fantasizing about. She’s a whore for Steve, and she’s going to take everything he has to offer. Her husband’s presence is a distant memory, a mere spectator to the main event. Tonight, she belongs to Steve, and Steve alone. She’s his to use, his to claim, and she’s going to enjoy every second of it.