I remember the first time I saw her like this, her tank top pulled down, her big boobs spilling out, and I knew I was a goner. She’s got this way of teasing me, letting other men fuck her, and I’m just here, watching, my cock hard as a rock. I can’t help but think about how her nipples must feel, how they must taste, and I’m left here, a cuckold, aching for a taste. The way she looks at me, with that smirk, knowing she’s got me wrapped around her finger, it’s intoxicating. I’m her slave, her toy, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. She’s the queen, and I’m just here to serve, to watch, to fantasize about the day I might get to taste her again.