Mean Cuckold #05, Scene #03

Sarah Shevon, barely legal and outrageously hot, sits curled up to her old husband in that wheelchair. David’s legs are useless, his mind is not. Right in front of him she peels her lips off his and goes straight for Rob Piper’s thick black dick. She drops to her knees, tongue flat, slobber running off the veins, spit dripping onto David’s lap while she takes every inch to the back of her throat. She shoves one bare foot onto David’s mouth and mumbles around the meat, “lick.” The old man obeys, tongue tracing the arch while she drives her spit-slick mouth further down Rob’s length. When her husband hesitates, she arches her hips back, spreads her cheeks and barks one word: “Eat.” David’s tongue finds her asshole, circles the rim, plunges while his wife gets fingered rough, her cunt dripping into his open mouth. Rob flips her onto David’s lap; her plush ass covers the cuckold’s face completely. He can’t see the moment Rob spears her, only feels the steady slap of Rob’s balls against his own paralyzed thighs, only tastes Sarah’s skin, feels the scrape of her feet. Rob hammers the tight wet hole until Sarah clamps down and comes with a loud grunt, eyes rolling back. He pulls out, strokes once, twice, then stripes hot ropes of cum over her ass, her spine, the shaking curves of her lower back, painting the cuckold’s greatest humiliation across the body he can no longer claim.