Cuckold
Cuckold Fantasy
Cuckold Fantasy
Mistress Taylor Vixxen ripped into Fluffy at the gym again, barking orders while he fumbled through push-ups like a dog on its elbows. "Do the girl kind, bitch. All you're good for." The loser folded down, shaking with every shallow rep. Locker room reeked of sweat and lies. Taylor let him have it. "Worthless. You ain't a man. You fake it every goddamn morning and crawl back at night." Fluffy stared at his shoes, already blushing. Will Tile strolled in, caught the tremble in her voice. Asked if the little weasel was bothering her. She spat the truth back without looking: "He bothers me daily, pretending that sack of nothing counts as a man." Will didn't ask twice. Belt undone, jeans shoved down in one rough tug, and there it hung, heavy and veined, already starting to swell. Taylor's eyes locked on it and her hand followed fast. Fingers spread wide trying to wrap that thick shaft, failing halfway, stroking up the length slow enough to prove ownership with every greedy pull. She leaned in, spit shining on the head while her grip tightened and Fluffy stood rooted, mouth open, watching his mistress offer the heat between her lips to a man she just met.
Mistress Taylor Vixxen ripped into Fluffy at the gym again, barking orders while he fumbled through push-ups like a dog on its elbows. "Do the girl kind, bitch. All you're good for." The loser folded down, shaking with every shallow rep. Locker room reeked of sweat and lies. Taylor let him have it. "Worthless. You ain't a man. You fake it every goddamn morning and crawl back at night." Fluffy stared at his shoes, already blushing. Will Tile strolled in, caught the tremble in her voice. Asked if the little weasel was bothering her. She spat the truth back without looking: "He bothers me daily, pretending that sack of nothing counts as a man." Will didn't ask twice. Belt undone, jeans shoved down in one rough tug, and there it hung, heavy and veined, already starting to swell. Taylor's eyes locked on it and her hand followed fast. Fingers spread wide trying to wrap that thick shaft, failing halfway, stroking up the length slow enough to prove ownership with every greedy pull. She leaned in, spit shining on the head while her grip tightened and Fluffy stood rooted, mouth open, watching his mistress offer the heat between her lips to a man she just met.
