Keeping London's Husband In His Place

London and Christian tried swinging first, then hotwifing, and each time London noticed her husband watching more than he participated. She teased him hard about it, whispering how much bigger cocks stretched her open and how much better they felt. When she finally said it was time for full cuckolding, Christian lit up like it was Christmas. So London brought Musa home. Musa knows the game. He tells Christian exactly where to stand, exactly when to sit, and keeps the smaller man pinned with nothing but words. When Musa’s cock is buried in London’s cunt, he yanks Christian forward and shoves his face into the wet mess, making him lick every drop he leaks. Then he pushes him back again so London can suck Musa clean, slobber running down her big tits, the taste of her own pussy thick on her tongue. Christian stays right where he’s put—on his knees, mouth open, eyes hungry. Musa finishes by painting London’s pussy with a thick load, then grabs Christian by the hair and plants him between her legs again. Christian licks without being told twice, tongue working through every sticky fold while Musa watches and smirks. London has already lost count of her orgasms, and she knows this is how it will be from now on: her stud in charge, her husband cleaning up like the eager cuck he was always meant to be.