This time it was altogether a different kind and i had preplanned the entire occasion but was waiting for time to come and since i had a busy schedule...i could not make up for time. At last i called up aunt and wished to have another wonderful session with her she said that uncle will be out of station for couple of days or so and you can come at that time but his outstation work was another 15 days ahead, i controlled myself and prepared very well for the that day. At last that day arrived and. ...I love your big black cock....do you like the way your little whore sucks it???”. I spit on his cock and sucked it back in, swirling my tongue around it as it slid in and out. He pulled my head back, kissed me and told me he wanted to fuck me. I grabbed a condom off of the night stand, and slid it over his cock using my mouth. I grabbed the lube (Also conveniently on the nightstand), and spread a generous portion on his throbbing cock, and rubbed the rest between my cheeks. I stood up and. ”“Okay. Have fun, honey.”Martin looked at me as if I had two heads. I couldn’t blame him. He seemed like a decent guy. At least he felt uncomfortable cuckolding me. His sympathy was nothing I could take for granted, as I had to learn during the past months. Some of her lovers were real assholes and had fun insulting me as much as possible. But of course, I had to endure it if that was what helped me keep my wife.“Tom, honey, why don’t you make yourself and Martin a drink? I’m going to take a. "I'm going to milk EVERY LAST DROP OUT OF YOU," he heard his wife's voice saying."Oh---god yessss", Roger said, his voice muffled by the mattress on which his head was leaning."This is your reward," he heard Cynthia say. "You've been a very good cuckold lately. You know that? You haven't been bitchy, or nagging me to relieve you; and you know how much I appreciate behavior like that, right?" Oh--YESSS", he said instantly, his voice still muffled by the mattress and sheets.Cynthia deliberately.