Her ass is round and jiggly, cheeks spread just enough to tease. I can almost see her pussy, but not quite. She’s bent over, panties pulled down to her thighs, and I’m left here, hard and aching. ‘Your wife was naughty tonight, baby,’ she says, her voice dripping with mockery. I can feel the humiliation burning in my chest, but my cock throbs with need. She knows exactly what she’s doing, always does.
Craving Her Cruelty
I’m her cuck, her plaything, and she loves to remind me. Every time she strips like this, it’s a reminder of who’s in charge. Her ass is right there, begging to be touched, but I know better than to move without permission. She’s the one with the power, and she wields it like a weapon. I’m just here to watch, to want, to need. And she fucking loves it.
