I knew I was evil, but I had no idea I'd like cheating so much. So of course, we got married. We had a fantasy-like honeymoon on an island where I had...the black staff set up a vacant suite next to mine which I could sneak into 24/7 and find hung studs to stretch me out. I would literally walk next door and find a roomful of black guys watching porn ready to have a quickie. It was so cute hearing my husband say he wanted to compete with our neighbors who must be honeymooning...he assumed they. She follows me, wrapping up in one of the throw blankets. “So, um, last night…” She trails, unsure. I let out a soft groan, wishing we could just forget it. “Look, Bailey, we both drank, and well…”She looks at me, almost hurt. “Ames, it was more than that, you damn well know it. I have a confession.” She looks at me and I’m the one who is confused now. “I, um, well I know that you’re in love with me, you don’t hide it very well. To be honest, I've had some feelings for you, but I never thought. .and I don't use any pills to get or maintain my rock hard erection. I had read about cuckolding but was a little anxious as to what I needed to do, but I shouldn't have worried at all. Lori made it clear that she was in charge and that my dick was at her service. I had no problem with that. She proceeded to put some kind of vice-like device around my balls and then while she sucked on my cock she made her husband come up behind me and lick on my now enlarged captured balls. Ever so often she. I watched him as he slowly moved towards me. I wondered what he was doing and thinking. I turned to shut the lid and turned back around, bent over to grab my shorts and he was right there. His head was blocking me from pulling up my shorts. I just laughed and and pushed on his head to move. I tried to reach around him but I couldn't, I pushed him harder, but nothing he just stood there panting. He was so close to me, I couldn't figure out what he was doing, I was laughing, trying to get him to.