Cheating phone sex is what I do on Sundays. I make my husband listen to all the big black dicks I am getting on the phone. I have a 12 inch rubber black dildo that I suck. I certainly can’t suck my husband and make it sound like I am sucking a real cock. He don’t have a real cock. He has a clit stick. That worthless thing couldn’t satisfy a cat in heat. He has been pouting because I wouldn’t let him have any of the anaconda meat I woke up with this morning. I made my husband sleep on the floor like a pet while the real man slept in bed with me. I woke my loser husband up slurping on man meat. He laid there on the floor whimpering like wounded animal. He wanted fed too, but I was not in the mood to reward him. He had a list of chores to do over the weekend and he only did a few of them, plus he did them half assed. So no black spunk for him. No sucking on man cock for a loser husband who can’t earn his treat. I teased him for hours sucking that big black cock inches from his face. I love hearing him whine and whimper. He begged and begged for a taste. Finally, my lover just rammed his foot long dong down his throat to shut him up. My husband’s eyes bugged out. He started drooling and gagging. He got what he was begging for, but couldn’t handle it. I looked him in the eyes and said, “Suck it bitch. You begged for it. You got it. Now suck it.” My lover was laughing, telling him to be careful what he asks for as he skull fucked him. I got the cum instead of my husband, which left my husband dejected again. I slapped a ball gag on him, then spent the morning getting fucked while he got nothing. Stay on the porch losers if you can’t handle the meat.
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