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Cuckold Never Cries
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Cuckold Never Cries
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By None
Cuckold Never Cries
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Sometimes, you agree to things you don’t really understand…
When William’s wife, Jenna, told her husband that she wanted to cuckold him with a sexy black bull, William thought he knew what that meant. He thought he understood what he was getting himself into.
That night, as the scene unfolded before him, he realized: He was in over his head and had no way of getting out…
**Preview**
The moment of truth had come. All I had to do was glance over at my wife to realize that this truly was happening: She’d agreed to embark on a hell of a relationship upgrade. My wife, soon-to-be hotwife, was going to start inviting men back to our house.
“Not just to have sex them, though,” she warned me. Jessa was going to spend the night with them. I was getting kicked out of my own bed.
“What do you mean, kicked out of my own bed?” I demanded.
She’d laughed at me.
I’d willingly written off my rights to our marital bed, as long as she was interested in big black bulls. You see, I’m not all that much to look at; I’m just a guy who’s spent way too much time on video games, enjoying hobbies that have left me a little too sedentary, but I was alright looking (I mean, how else would I have been able to snag a gorgeous catch like Jessa?)
I lacked in the most important segment, though: The penis department.
Sometimes, you agree to things you don’t really understand…
When William’s wife, Jenna, told her husband that she wanted to cuckold him with a sexy black bull, William thought he knew what that meant. He thought he understood what he was getting himself into.
That night, as the scene unfolded before him, he realized: He was in over his head and had no way of getting out…
**Preview**
The moment of truth had come. All I had to do was glance over at my wife to realize that this truly was happening: She’d agreed to embark on a hell of a relationship upgrade. My wife, soon-to-be hotwife, was going to start inviting men back to our house.
“Not just to have sex them, though,” she warned me. Jessa was going to spend the night with them. I was getting kicked out of my own bed.
“What do you mean, kicked out of my own bed?” I demanded.
She’d laughed at me.
I’d willingly written off my rights to our marital bed, as long as she was interested in big black bulls. You see, I’m not all that much to look at; I’m just a guy who’s spent way too much time on video games, enjoying hobbies that have left me a little too sedentary, but I was alright looking (I mean, how else would I have been able to snag a gorgeous catch like Jessa?)
I lacked in the most important segment, though: The penis department.


















