I'm addicted

"I'm addicted to this kind of thing. Cheating. It's a ****. Even now, looking at your throbbing dick...don't hide it, show it to me...I want it, but I also want more. So much more."

I swallowed. I did what I was told. It was as if I was on auto pilot.

"You, too," I said, unzipping my fly. "Show me how wet this has you."

She shook her head. Smiling like a smug alley cat, and leaned back, judging you. Comparing you to her big black dick that fucked her womb. She put a finger to her cheek while her eyes twinkled and then her index finger slipped between her smiling lips and was bit lightly between her perfect teeth.

She was in charge. Even as you stroked your meat in front of her, needing to cum. She was calling the shots. Fuck, even with her first cheating cock, she was in charge. But you thought for a minute: does it have to be that way?