He had been complaining constantly about being stuck at home with her, sometimes voicing his distaste out loud "Why couldn't I have been at one of my girl's houses instead?"
Like the pathetic cuckquean she was, she worked tirelessly to fulfill his every need. After the 3rd day, he simply sighed.
"Look at this, my cock is already soft. It knows how used up your holes are, why even bother?" At this he slid 4 fingers deep inside her wet aching pussy. She moaned, arching her back as if begging for more. Absentmindedly he began pumping his fingers in and out of her, not bothering to watch.
"I miss Leda," he mused "she had the most beautiful tits. Her face was stunning too, of course. But that tight little cunt makes me want to hold her and never let her go. Send her some flowers tomorrow, will you whore?" Without waiting for an answer he stuffed his thumb in her cunt, twisting his fist around until his hand was buried deep in her pink folds. She screamed beneath him, wiggling her fat ass, cries muffled by the pillow. He continued, as if she wasn't pathetically flailing around like an obscene puppet at the end of his arm. "Did I show you the photo she sent me? Isn't it so sweet she's thinking of me?"
He grabbed her hair, forcing her head upwards. He shoved his phone in front of her eyes. She blinked, eagerly drinking in the photo of the beautiful woman. Her stomach twisted at the thought of his cock, painfully hard, causing this gorgeous creature orgasm after orgasm.
He removed his hand none too gently and coolly watched her collapse on the bed. Then, as if she was a dirty animal he pushed her to the floor. He leaned down and gently stroked her hair, "I still love you kitten. I just don't want you anymore."
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He had been complaining constantly about being stuck at home with her, sometimes voicing his distaste out loud "Why couldn't I have been at one of my girl's houses instead?"
Like the pathetic cuckquean she was, she worked tirelessly to fulfill his every need. After the 3rd day, he simply sighed.
"Look at this, my cock is already soft. It knows how used up your holes are, why even bother?" At this he slid 4 fingers deep inside her wet aching pussy. She moaned, arching her back as if begging for more. Absentmindedly he began pumping his fingers in and out of her, not bothering to watch.
"I miss Leda," he mused "she had the most beautiful tits. Her face was stunning too, of course. But that tight little cunt makes me want to hold her and never let her go. Send her some flowers tomorrow, will you whore?" Without waiting for an answer he stuffed his thumb in her cunt, twisting his fist around until his hand was buried deep in her pink folds. She screamed beneath him, wiggling her fat ass, cries muffled by the pillow. He continued, as if she wasn't pathetically flailing around like an obscene puppet at the end of his arm. "Did I show you the photo she sent me? Isn't it so sweet she's thinking of me?"
He grabbed her hair, forcing her head upwards. He shoved his phone in front of her eyes. She blinked, eagerly drinking in the photo of the beautiful woman. Her stomach twisted at the thought of his cock, painfully hard, causing this gorgeous creature orgasm after orgasm.
He removed his hand none too gently and coolly watched her collapse on the bed. Then, as if she was a dirty animal he pushed her to the floor. He leaned down and gently stroked her hair, "I still love you kitten. I just don't want you anymore."