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Riding The Bull

Cuckold phone sexIt should come as no surprise to you how completely dissatisfied with you I am.  I told you I didn’t want to marry you, but you insisted that you loved me and if need be I could find someone outside of our marriage to make me happy.  Plus the fact that you are richer than God helped as well.  What did I have to lose? Nothing.

I supposed you thought that when I got the ring on my finger I would change.  I would feel guilty and let you get back between my legs again.  No such luck honey.  Do you remember how disastrous our first attempt at sex was? You turned off the lights, climbed on top, and I kept waiting for something to happen.  You were making the motions but there was nothing being done.

I finally reached over and turned on the light.  You sat straight up and I saw it.  That tiny cock.  I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing.  You remember that night don’t you? I am sure you do.  Now every time I bring a Bull with a nice long, fat cock to show you how a real man fucks a woman you get all weepy.  However, you only get upset after you have cleaned me up and I allow you to rub that man clit of yours until you leak your juice.  The whole time during the fucking session, or even the fluffing session you love it.

Oh no sweets, this life of ours is never going to change.  I will always find a well hung bull to ride, and you will always just be the clean up boy.


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