Wife’s Creampie Challenge: Cuckold’s Command

I remember the moment I asked her, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside. ‘Make sure he fucks you good and deep,’ I said, ‘and send me a video of you masturbating after he’s done.’ It wasn’t just a request; it was a test, a boundary pushed. And she agreed, her eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and defiance. I couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking, if she was as turned on by the idea as I was by the power of it all. But the real kicker was the creampie. I wanted to see it, to know he had marked her, claimed her in a way I never could. It was a strange mix of humiliation and arousal, a cocktail that left me dizzy. I watched the video, her fingers tracing the mess he left, her moans filling the room. It was raw, it was real, and it was fucking hot.

How Far Will She Go to Please Her Cuck?

The question lingered, a taunt in my mind. How far would she go? How much could I push her, and how much would she let me? I was the one in control, the one pulling the strings, but it felt like she was the puppet master, guiding me with her every move. It was a dance, a tango of power and submission, and I was hooked. And then there was the aftermath. The video she sent, her fingers deep inside, her body writhing with pleasure. It was a sight I couldn’t unsee, a memory etched into my mind. I played it over and over, each time feeling a mix of pride and jealousy. She was mine, but in that moment, she was his too. And that was the thrill, the edge I craved.