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“It’s okay,” Veronica purred up at her neighbour’s son, Colin. He was practically trembling, he was so nervous. “It’s okay,” she repeated. “Just do what feels good.”

His body shuddered. He held himself up from her with his arms, staring at her body, at her breasts, watching her beneath him. She held her legs up, to adjust for his angle; he thrust, pressing his cock along the walls of her cunt, with a groan.

Victoria was more than he was prepared to handle. She smirked to herself, as she saw him furrow his brow, trying to concentrate.

Victoria squeezed her cunt tight around him, and Colin cried out, desperately.

“It’s okay,” Victoria repeated. “I feel it. You’re getting ready to cum,” she said, nodding. “That’s so nice, yeah, I want it, Colin, yeah.”

“Ms. Lang, oh God, Ms. Lang, I think I’m gonna cum,” Colin said, his mouth opening and closing, his face contorted in both pleasure and pain.

“Good, yes, please, Colin, that’s right,” Veronica moaned. “Keep thrusting, try to keep thrusting, even as you cum, oh, yes, oh that feels so nice, yeah. Cum inside me, oh, I feel it. Yeaaah. That’s so good, yeah … Doesn’t that feel so good, Colin, to cum like that, to get the poison out? That’s right. Here. Let me pump with my hips. There. We have to get it all out, don’t we? Yeah, we have to get it all out. That’s right, all of it - give me every drop, yes. Oh, that’s so nice, isn’t it? Isn’t it nice to let it all out, into my cunt?”

Veronica stroked Colin’s face, as he panted, and nodded, and sweat. She felt herself smile, lightly. “Okay. Okay. Good, good. Now. Relax. Take a moment, relax …” Colin let his arms go, and went limp on Veronica’s body. She stroked at his dark hair, as he panted, recovering his strength.

“Can … can we do that again?”, he asked, and Victoria giggled.

“Of course we can,” Victoria said. “You can cum in me as many times as you’d like, Colin. Again, and again.” She rubbed at her lower belly, where her pregnant belly would come in. “As often as you like, right up until you go back to University…”

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Jessika

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My ex was much bigger and he fucked me better.

If you’re cock was bigger I wouldn’t need to fuck other men.

I showed my girlfriends a picture of your dicklet- they feel sorry for me.

Your tongue can only compensate so much for your little dicklet.

I have to work too hard to cum on your little dicklet.

His cock is much bigger than yours. To be honest, I prefer it to yours.

(Before sex in front of hubby) Watch how he fucks me. This is how I like it.

(During sex) I love his cock much better than yours!

(During sex) This is the best fuck I’ve ever had. 

(During sex) Watch and learn from him.

(After sex) That was the best I ever had.

(After sex) I don’t think my pussy has ever felt this good.

fiancees and girlfriends. Openly or behind the pathetic cuck’s back, both ways work for me. It’s thrilling to fill a married pussy with my cum. I guess it’s just male competition.

If we are cucking you in secret, it’s more about her. The illicit excitement of the betrayal, the fact that she wants my cock above yours so much that she’s willing to risk getting caught. It’s a lust triangle, but only me and her know the game is actually being played. I love seeing how nasty she is with me, and I love hearing her stories about how she lies to you and keeps you in the dark.

If we’re cucking you and you know, it’s more about me vs. you. I hope your testosterone plummets just a little bit more every time you see me inside your beloved. I hope you get erectile dysfunction and develop an incurable 10 second premature ejaculation trigger. I hope you hate me, fear me, and as a result admire me. You concede your unsalvageable masculine inferiority to me, and learn to love surrendering your place as a sexual partner in the relationship. I hope you start getting hard when you see me penetrating her, knowing full-well you will rarely get to savor such carnality from now on.

fiancees and girlfriends. Openly or behind the pathetic cuck’s back, both ways work for me. It’s thrilling to fill a married pussy with my cum. I guess it’s just male competition.

If we are cucking you in secret, it’s more about her. The illicit excitement of the betrayal, the fact that she wants my cock above yours so much that she’s willing to risk getting caught. It’s a lust triangle, but only me and her know the game is actually being played. I love seeing how nasty she is with me, and I love hearing her stories about how she lies to you and keeps you in the dark.

If we’re cucking you and you know, it’s more about me vs. you. I hope your testosterone plummets just a little bit more every time you see me inside your beloved. I hope you get erectile dysfunction and develop an incurable 10 second premature ejaculation trigger. I hope you hate me, fear me, and as a result admire me. You concede your unsalvageable masculine inferiority to me, and learn to love surrendering your place as a sexual partner in the relationship. I hope you start getting hard when you see me penetrating her, knowing full-well you will rarely get to savor such carnality from now on.