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Pussy worship Pussy worship to a cuck and his cuckoldress is extremely sensual and role defining. In fact, pussy worship is the basis of the cuckolding relationship. It’s a ritual. It’s intimate. It’s a privilege. I was laying on my back as she climbed over me on her hands and knees. I felt her hands on my balls. “You did a good job shaving, they are nice and smooth,” she said, as I felt her lips gently kissing them. Next, her hand took ahold of my dick. “It’s been so long since I’ve done this to you,” she said grabbing it, toying up and down. “There is a difference between you and Phil. With Phil, he’s of course bigger, longer, and thicker. When I wrap my hands around his my fingers meet. With you, when I wrap my fingers around your dick they overlap,” she described to me, my dick hardening with each word she said. The truth to some is difficult to take. It creates insecurities and doubt within yourself. But a true cuck knows. He understands. He’s excited by her candor. He’s excited by her desire to be pleasured by a<b> skilled </font></b>cocksman. He’s excited by her wiliness to explain and diagram reasons why he’s not permitted inside her jewel. He’s excited by being a cuckold. As she explained she added fuel to my sexual ignition. She knew it too. “How does my pussy look?” She asked me. It was directly over my face. I could smell her scent. Her womanhood. Her loveliness. “Wonderful,” I replied, yanking myself, using only two fingers, staring above in a trance. “Don’t you want to lick it,” she asked. “Ah-huh,” I replied, focused on her clam, her clit hidden within the confines of her lips. “I’m going to be so tight for him; it’s been ages, three weeks to be exact since he’s last fucked me. That’s too long, don’t you think? Too long for me to go without satisfying sex?” she said. “I know, and yes it is honey,” I replied, focused on her loveliness, and the words she directed. She slid her legs apart just a bit, and like adding the slightest pressure to the open door, her clit and pussy unwrapped. I saw inside. I saw her clit, beginning to engorge; I’m sure with thoughts of what her bull would soon be doing to her. But also because of the powerful position she was in, over me, knowing how much I wanted to touch or taste her beauty. “When do you get Phil’s pussy?” She asked. “After he’s fucked it,” I replied. “That’s right,” she assured me, and then asked, “What else do you get?” I could feel myself tensing up. My legs, my feet, my dick, all responding to the same senses as each letter came out of her mouth. She was striking match after match. “His cum inside you,” I exclaimed and wanted so badly, getting louder in my responses. “Yes,” she said, “You are the best cum cleaner and you always take good care of me as you should.” My rubs got faster. My hips started fucking my hands. Up and down they went. “That’s what I want to see,” she encouraged, getting all the way up on her knees. “Don’t cum on me,” she directed in a soft tone. “I want you to cum towards your face and my pussy.” I looked up. Her hole was open. It was deep pink. She was inches from my mouth and nose. Hearing her directions I unloaded, feeling one shot splatter against my chin. “That’s it honey,” she encouraged, “Aim lower.” My shots lessened as she stuck her finger down towards my mouth. She glazed her clit and lips as she stuck it inside my mouth. I got a hint taste of pussy. It was erotic and nice. She tasted divine. “I liked that,” she said. So did I. Shared wife -evergreenstatewife |
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