Proximity

The cameras were off. There was no illusion for Douglas to be the passive cuck, in his corner chair watching. Or no illusion for Douglas to be the bi cuck, sucking cock before cleaning pussy. Tonight, he could just be himself.

That tended to be the foot boy more than anything. His lips caressed Chelsie's small feet, sucking her toes eagerly while she slobbered on G-Dawg's huge fuckmeat. When he was stiff, he mounted her, and ever the dutiful cuckoldress, she let a leg dangle, proffering Douglas her foot.

He feasted on it first, until it was a slobbery mess. And then he undid his trousers, pulling out his small cock and jerking it, watching the house bull fuck his wife. They looked so exquisite together, that black horsecock mounted in that white pussy. His balls perched on her asshole. The sight alone made him grind against Chelsie's foot, coating it in his thick cum.

He had to clean that off of course ... and then the camera flicked on, and Douglas did the bi cuck routine, fulfilling his role.