Mochado - Sin Título

Most guys would run, file a divorce, tell her to fuck off for falling in love with another man. Not me though. I'm a cuckold. I am consumed by my own inadequacy, but strangely, it thrills me. Every moment she shares with him, every laugh, every touch it fills me with a twisted sense of pleasure. I knew she was falling for him, a man stronger than me in every way, more capable of giving her sexually what I can’t. It turns out emotionally too.

Yet, even as she gives herself to him, even as she might eventually leave me for him, I can’t help but admire her. I love her so deeply that it hurts, but it’s the kind of hurt I crave. She’s my everything, my queen, even as she chooses him over me. I find a strange comfort in encouraging her to do it, in watching her fall more deeply in love with him. Single nights with him turning into weekends, vacations. The pain it brings me doesn’t matter, because it only makes me want her more. It only arouses me more than I have ever felt. She’s the sadist in this dynamic, pushing me beyond my limits, and I, the willing masochist. I’m addicted to the torment and the beauty of her freedom. It’s a cruel dance, and I can’t stop myself from wanting her to keep moving with him, even if it tears me apart. She tells me she still loves me, yet I can't understand how she can love me and him.

Should I start selling my dirty teen undies?

Black cock inside her when her husband calls. Perfect.

Experienced: Lipstick for his dick 💄

Well… Happy 1st anniversary… Wait? What?