I’m sitting here, my heart pounding, as I watch my wife’s lips wrap around the thick, veiny cock of her bull. She’s on her knees, her eyes locked on mine, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She knows I’m watching, knows I’m hard as a rock, and she loves every second of it. The bull’s hands are tangled in her hair, guiding her head, making her take him deeper. I can see the bulge of his cock in her throat, and I’m both turned on and humiliated. She’s my wife, and she’s sucking another man’s cock like a pro. I should be angry, but all I can feel is the intense mix of arousal and submission. I’m her cuckold, and I love every second of it. The bull groans, his hips bucking, and I know he’s close. My wife pulls back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock, and she looks at me, her eyes full of lust and triumph. She’s mine, but right now, she’s his. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.


