He Worships My Feet While Another Man Fucks Me
I screamed and howled and my toes curled in the air, until I noticed Clive had climbed closer, and taken my feet in his mouth, licking and worshipping the sole of my left foot, and licking and sucking and my sweaty manicured toes.
It was his fantasy, not mine.
I swear.
Does that mean I wasn’t excited? Oh fuck no, I was dripping as soon as the hung bull entered the room, already dressed only in tennis socks and rubbing his own saliva over his terrifyingly big tool.
Clive watched from the edge of the bed, flicking his little puny penis as he watched me get thrown on the bed by the professional breeder.
He slapped my pussy making me howl, and dragged me into fuck-position by the legs.
As his dick thrust all the way inside me with only the natural lubrication we shared, I felt like I’d been hit by a freight train, my womb whiplashed.
I couldn’t breathe.
It’s like his cock had punctured my lungs as it stretched my cunt lips wider than childbirth.
Fuck this guy knew what he was doing.
I watched Clive getting hard as my legs were splayed wide in the air and my pussy was pounded, my stomach and tits rippling with every violent bang.
Yes baby. Watch this. Watch your wife’s pussy get bull-dozed. I love it.
He fucked and fucked and fucked me, somehow emotionless yet knowing exactly what to do to me whore-body, slapping and rubbing my clit as he destroyed me, and spitting on my tits and on my face.
The more of a slut he made me look and feel, the more me and Clive enjoyed it.
This is what we wanted.
I screamed and howled and my toes curled in the air, until I noticed Clive had climbed closer, and taken my feet in his mouth, licking and worshipping the sole of my left foot, and licking and sucking and my sweaty manicured toes.
Oh my god that felt good.
Clive sucked on my big toe like it was a cock he was trying to drain of cum, while the real cock pulverised me like it was trying to paralyse me.
He’s sucked hard. His little wet drooling tongue flicked between my toes. He shoved my whole foot in his mouth, and I felt a gush of squirt splash from my twat and drench the Bull’s monster cock.
The Bull read my body sped up, spraying more and more cum from my cunt.
I was losing control of my body, the sensations becoming unbearable.
I crescendoed, and the Bull whipped his cock out of me, dragging my insides out with it almost.
He grabbed Clive’s head from my foot, and replaced my toes with his dick, shooting his load into Clive’s waiting mouth, choking him with the sheer volume of cream, but making him take every single last drop.
But the Bull saved some, and grabbed my foot, squirting some lines in between my toes.
Clive shot his puny load without even touching his cock, and cleaned the cum from my toes without even being asked to.
We were a good smutty husband and wife.
We kissed and carried on sharing the Bull’s cock, making sure every trace of me was removed, while my pussy stays gaped and sore.
When the Bull left, we lay there, and reminisced, while also planning our next session.
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