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My first Cuckold Experience

... down to her knees and gave soft gentle kisses on his crotch. She could feel that he was very hard and very big. She started to unzip him, but he grabbed her hand. “Ok, that’s enough for now.” I was in shock. I couldn’t believe what I was watching. I just sat on the couch, stunned. “Join us for dinner,” Mr. Jackson said. I had never seen Donna’s pussy before. The carpet matched the d****s, as they say. I couldn’t help but stare. “Ain’t you seen a pussy before, boy?” “He hasn’t seen mine, Mr. Jackson.” She grinned evilly, “we have been dating for five months. He has only seen and played with my tits.” And then she giggled. “What the fuck? Ha ha ha.” “Why did you just sit there and watch me feel up your girl? You wanna watch me fuck her, don’t you?” I couldn’t say anything, but deep inside I did want to see it. I wanted to see her fucked hard and for her to scream as she came. He looked at Donna. He smiled very wide. “I don’t play around when it comes to fucking fat bitches. You better be ready, whore. Once you climb into my bed, I will OWN you. That cunt is mine and mine only!” She lowered her head and smiled back. She put a hand on her pussy, and closed her eyes. Mr. Jackson got up and grabbed her by the hair. He pulled her through the house to his bedroom. She whimpered along the way a little, but she was determined to do what he said. Mr. Jackson shut the door, but left it cracked slightly open. I wonder if he knew that I would want to watch. He pushed her on to the bed. He ...

... pulled down his pants and pulled out his enormous cock. “Suck it, bitch!” She did. She had only jacked me off once, and here she was sucking the biggest dick that I had ever seen. It looked like a baseball bat in her mouth. He grabbed her head and pushed down. She was gagging and yet he pushed harder. She tried to pull back, gagging out spit and it was coming out her nose and her eyes were full of tears. He grabbed her hair and sla**ed her in the face. “Suck it like a whore, or so help me you will regret it!” She sucked and tried to deep throat him, but it just wasn’t working very well. He grabbed her and pulled her over, then bent her over the side of the bed. Her redhaired pussy was so wet. It was wetter than any porn star that I had ever seen. Mr. Jackson grabbed her hips and slid into her. He was going slow, but he continued to slide in, until she had all ten inches inside. She was squirming and bucking her hips. He was pumping her steadily. The sound of him slapping up against her fat body was so hot. “Fuck me you damn nigger!” she said. He grabbed her hair and pulled her back. With his other hand, he grabbed her around the nieck. He pounded her relentlessly. He slapped her ass hard, then harder. It was red with his handprints. Then he grunted loudly and slowed his pumping. “Oh yes ! Gimme that seed Mr. Jackson. Give me your baby. Breed your fat whore!” I had no idea that Donna even knew that kind of talk! After several minutes of laying in bliss, Mr. Jackson walked over ...