Cuckolding – Live call
“We went to church and we took vows and now I watch other men fuck her… ”
” I remember how it started… She would sit at the breakfast table loosely wrapped in a fluffy terrycloth gown, and her breast would peek out…. She would sip her coffee and butter her toast and chat to the others at the table about small insignificant things, and she would watch me, waiting for me to react, knowing that I would get more and more agitated, knowing that I knew she was doing this to excite me, to humiliate me, to make me go back upstairs, back to bed, and masturbate…. thinking about her….”
