The consequence of my actions was immediate. As I lay there, my friend’s cock sliding in and out of my throat, I couldn’t help but think about how easily I’d given in. It was just a wink, a playful gesture, but it set off a chain reaction. My boyfriend, watching from across the room, came undone. His eyes widened, and his body tensed as he spilled himself, unable to hold back. And there I was, still going, still letting my friend fuck my throat, oblivious to anything but the sensation and the thrill of being shared.
The Art of Submission
There’s something incredibly intimate about letting someone fuck your throat. It’s a level of trust, a surrender that’s both terrifying and exhilarating. My friend knows exactly what he’s doing, his hands gentle yet firm on my head, guiding me. I can feel every inch of him, the way he pulses, the way he groans. It’s a dance, a rhythm we’ve perfected over time. And in that moment, I’m not just a hotwife; I’m a vessel, a plaything, a willing participant in this twisted game of desire. But it’s not just about the physical act. It’s about the power, the control, the way my boyfriend watches, his eyes filled with a mix of jealousy and lust. He knows he can’t have me all to himself, not when I’m like this. And that knowledge, that understanding, is what keeps me coming back. It’s a cycle, a loop of pleasure and pain, of giving and taking, of being both the giver and the receiver. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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