I could feel the tension in the air as I watched her sit there, legs spread wide, her grey thong pulled to the side, exposing her pink, shaved pussy. She was nervous, I could tell, but there was a spark in her eyes that I hadn’t seen before. She had just come home from her first date with another man, and I was about to worship her pussy, to make her feel desired and adored. I knelt down in front of her, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and jealousy. I could see the slight puffiness of her pussy lips, the exposed clit, and I knew I was about to taste her, to make her mine again. I leaned in, my breath hot against her skin, and I heard her gasp as I began to lick and suck, my tongue exploring every inch of her. She moaned, her fingers lightly touching her outer pussy lips, and I knew I was doing it right. I was her cuckold, her devoted worshipper, and I would do anything to make her feel like the goddess she was.

That's not going to happen anyway. The first thing will be that I kick her out of my apartment and then the whore can see where she is!