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Once inside that darkened space lit only by candles burning low upon tables scattered here thereabouts amidst soft moans echoing through walls paper-thin separating each chamber from another couple’s tryst within earshot elsewhere within this den dedicated solely towards exploring carnal desires.
I quickly got down on my knees in front of him and proceeded to take on of the biggest big black cocks I had ever taken down my throat. It was even bigger than I had imagined, filling up my throat as I sucked greedily. My husband watched from the sidelines, his eyes filled with lust and jealousy as he saw his wife servicing another man’s cock.
“Mmmm,” I moaned around the thick shaft, “You have such a big dick.”
I groaned as my cuck boy watched in a corner jacking off his small penis like the small dicked man he was. He knew his place. However, he loved watching me be a whore and I loved being one in front of him. It made fucking his small cock later on, much much hotter. He would make me relive that dick in my cunt over and over and I loved it.