“That's sweet. When they fill your gut & rectum with their seed, a warm rush often follows.
You begin to realize you've essentially given up your manhood, but somehow you're OK with it.
It's good & proper to accept your station in life.”
I love these words. So, so true.
I understand your envy, but you should understand that at the time, it was one if not the most humiliating things
I was asked (ordered) to do. And like a good faggot bottom, I did it.
It would be one thing if we were alone, but having a couple of other guys watching and
commenting on what a pig I am, brought it to another level of raunch and obscene.
Driving home with cum on my face as well as my face smelling like the black dude's ass
sort of did something to me... psychologically. Even after washing my face, I still had the
taste of his "shithole" in my mouth. When he told me he was "branding" or "marking" me,
he wasn't kidding.
From that point on, instead of being a real cuckold "chaperone", I instead helped "usher'
his cock... raw... into my wife's unprotected pussy. Minutes later, by me "tossin' salad" or
"makin' out with his shitter", I knew it triggered him "skeetin' his babies" into Christine's
fertile cunt. The funny thing was, afterwards... me and wifey were actually "good" with
what had just happened.