I’m not sure why but sometimes the encounters we’ve had that didn’t go well stay with me better than the ones that do.
We met a guy named Trent once who Lia really fancied. He was in the Marines or Army I can’t remember which but he was muscular and handsome. As we chatted with him Lia decided she wanted to meet him. At the bar he seemed fine but was obsessing over a baseball game on the tv which Lia found annoying. Back at our hotel room he was very grabby with her. She can like that sometimes but she usually likes to intimidate things for her own comfort. His behavior was enough that I thought she’d call it off but later on she confided that she was willing to ignore it because he was so good looking.
After a while he had stripped her naked and was groping her. She sucked his cock and he kept making comments like “yeah I bet you like that cock you sl*t.” And “bet your husbands cock isn’t that big”. Now I am an admitted cuckold. But I don’t go for humiliation much. When he referred to me as a gay slur my wife immediately ended it and we made him leave. He was annoyed but left without fuss.
For some reason these memories have me aroused. The pics I have of her sucking his cock with his hands squeezing her tits really get me going.
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