There he is, my husband. He has worked an entire shift and has made me a happy wife by bringing in the dough. I can’t help but enjoy every penny he makes and keep it for me. My husband knew who he was marrying. All my boyfriends have had huge cocks, and he was the one with the stub. I wasn’t going to settle. My thoughts were all about the Mula and living the high life. I knew I’d be set for life with this fucker as my husband. I can have my cake and eat it too. It wasn’t that I was trying to deceive my husband. He knew he was marrying a size queen, and I wasn’t going to deny my hunger for cock, my thirst for jizz.
Cuckold sex would be what he would have for life with me. It is not that I want to be heartless; it’s that my pussy runs everything. I’m about to show you why I can make him stay. My husband loves to watch me pleased, and we have a perfect marriage, and it works for us.