Close Up Cuckolding

"D-Train, this is my slaveboy, Aaron," Valentina said by way of introduction.

"Hello Sir," Aaron greeting the man, his eyes cast downward, his hands turned upward on his thighs. He was in a dog collar, and Valentina held the leash. D-Train was tall, slender, and thuggish, in his late-30s. D-Train snorted.

"Why the fuck you got a white boy around?" D-Train said, looking at Valentina harshly.

"You ain't looking after me," Valentina responded evenly. "I got money needs, and you just got dick, D. You a fuckin' garbageman, don't give me shit." Aaron's eyes flared in recognition. That's right. He was the local garbageman. How'd he land pussy like this?

"I've known D-Train a long time, baby," Valentina said. "He used to be my weed dealer before his dumb ass went to prison."

"That was a long time ago," D-Train said stiffly. "We fuckin' or what?"

Aaron sat back on his heels, watching his Goddess fellate this black giant.

"If you touch me, I'll fuckin' knock your ass out," D-Train said as a warning to Aaron.

"Yes Sir," Aaron said, hating having to call the Bull 'Sir.' But God that cock was so big and fat.

After D-Train was fully erect, Aaron watched his Goddess climb atop him. And then it was his time to shine. He felt her tug at his leash and moved up, keeping his mouth well away from D-Train as he kissed her ass, sucking and nibbling her huge asscheeks.

"C'mon, boy, don't be shy," Valentina said, tugging the collar tighter around his throat. He let his tongue push into her asscrack, his eager tongue exploring every inch of the Latina's buttcrack, lapping greedily at her tight assring. He kept his mouth sealed to her ass as she bounced on that big Black cock, and he felt every orgasm that coursed through her. By the time D-Train filled her with seed, Aaron had creamed his tighty whities twice, and Valentina had ridden the highs of a dozen powerful orgasms. Aaron had never felt hotter, or more emasculated.