Humiliating My Tiny Cock Husband
Tiny Cock. It seems to be an epidemic. A laughable one. Oh, I couldn’t wait to get away from my husband. Twenty years of tiny cock almost drove me crazy. I am a sexy slut, always on the prowl for cocks. I love the feeling of a big dick filling me up, slamming my holes while I squirt. Humiliating my tiny cock husband was inevitable. I went behind his back for the first year or two, but he could always tell. He would notice me smiling and relaxed when he got home from work, and I would flatly refuse to subject myself to his little winky and pathetic attempts to fuck me.
He didn’t get into anal, which I could never understand, even though my ass is way tighter and I could feel him a little. Finally, I just let him catch me. I just kept on fucking my huge stud cock even though I knew he would be home soon. I moaned louder and backed my cunt up on his veiny, thick shaft even faster. Knew he would hear me as soon as he walked in, and I wanted him to. I was so sick of pretending.
When my husband walked in our bedroom, he was furious.
He looked so angry, but I just laughed. I told him to come and see what a REAL cock looked like thrusting inside of his wife. He came over to the edge of the bed, and the young bull pounded it in deeper and faster. All my pussy juice and cum was squishing out the sides making a puddle in our marriage bed. Then my tiny cock husband got a teeny weeny boner. UGH. What a disappointing sight. He had a tiny little stitch in his work pants, and I told my lover to glance at his uninviting ring box.
It is definitely not a package!! HAHAAA We laughed as I made him pull his pants off. He wasn’t so mad anymore. I had him climb onto the bed and measure his useless floppy flap against my studs sticky, wet , thick long dick! He came three drops as we laughed and pointed. I got fucked all night as he watched and listened from his throw rug on the floor. There is no room for tiny cock “men” around me. Even if I married him.
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