The sound of the water dripping from the faucet echoes in the bathroom, a steady rhythm that matches the pounding in my chest. I can’t help but think about how she looks right now, her body exposed, her eyes closed, lost in a world where she’s serving something bigger than me. It’s a life she chose, a life where she’s allowed to dedicate herself to BBC, and I’m just the cuckold watching from the sidelines.
When Desire Outweighs Loyalty
And yet, there’s a part of me that understands. The way her necklace glints under the bathroom light, the way her skin glows with anticipation, it’s all part of the allure. She’s not just serving a cock; she’s serving a fantasy, a desire that transcends our marriage. I’m left here, wondering if this is what she truly wants, if this is the life she couldn’t ask for any better. The water bottle in the corner, a mundane detail, feels like a symbol of the mundane life I’m left with, while she’s off chasing something more. It’s a strange mix of jealousy and acceptance, a feeling that’s become all too familiar.




No normal white man would touch this slut either!
For sluthunter52, and thank God no normal white man will ever touch me again. Quit being so angry since you know that you have no chance in hell with ever getting a chance to be with me.
Dear BBCSLUT, I would love licking you clean and worshipping your black cock loving body. I loved watching my ex-wife fucking and sucking her black lovers and I even sucked her black lovers she invited onto our bed.