Listen to me, cuckold… I’d sit you in that wooden chair, naked from the waist down, and tie your ankles to the legs. Then I’d pour two glasses of red wine, sit on the chaise lounge there, and bring in my bull—a man with a huge cock that unlike you, knows how to fuck me. He’d undress slowly, deliberately, in front of you. I’d watch you watch him. When he’s fully hard, I’d beckon him to me, wrap my legs around his hips, and tell you, “This is the part where you don’t look away.” He’d fuck me slow, deep, and I’d moan his name. Yours? I’ve already forgotten it. After, I’d have you kneel and clean my pussy juice off his superior cock and in all of this humiliation for you, I just know it, you would beg for more!