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I know this is hard to hear, honey, but size matters. It really does. I know guys like to tell themselves that it doesn’t. What’s that saying, “It’s not the size of the boat, but the motion in the ocean that matters?” Yeah, that’s not really true. Unfortunately, the size of the boat matters.

Do you see that picture? That’s my ex-boyfriend. That’s the guy I was dating before you. He wasn’t much of a boyfriend – he was kind of an asshole, actually – but he did have that huge cock, and he absolutely knew how to use it. He knew how to fuck me like I need. He knew how to make me cum.

I was hoping I could find a guy that was kind, sweet, and supportive – like you are – and that could make me cum. I couldn’t do that though.

So, I’m afraid we have to make some changes to our relationship.

I guess I should say that I’ve already made some changes to our relationship.

That picture is from last night. I texted my ex. I told him I needed his cock. I told him my current boyfriend wasn’t getting the job done and that I need him to fuck me.

I hope you’re okay with that. I hope you recognize that I really like you and that I still want to be with you. I just need you to accept that you’re going to be a cuckold.

His cock was even better than I remembered it being, honey. I guess spending so much time with your little dick made me forget how good it could feel to get fucked by someone with a really massive cock.

I won’t forget now, though. Now, anytime I see your small penis I’m going to think of his. I’m going to think about how good it felt to get on my knees and suck his cock. I’m going to think about how good it felt to suck on his balls and listen to him moan.

Most of all, I’m going to think about how good it felt to spread my legs and take him inside me. That was the moment I knew I couldn’t go back to your small cock. I just need something bigger and better, and he can give me that.

Maybe it’s just because he has a really big cock, but he’s so much more confident and dominant in bed than you are. He really gives me what I need, and sometimes I don’t even know that I need it. It’s like he can read my mind. He knows how to fuck me like I crave.

When he tells me to bend over, I get wet. When he grabs my hips and pushes his cock into me, I cry out in pleasure. When he pounds my pussy from behind, I can feel every thrust.

Anyway, I hope you’re okay with all of this. I’d understand it if you weren’t, but I think you should be open-minded. Your small cock isn’t going to be able to make any woman cum the way she wants, and I’m happy to stay with you while I get the sex I need from someone else. I don’t think you’re going to find that kind of setup with another woman. I’ll still let you eat my pussy. I’ll give you handjobs. Every once in a while I’ll even give you a pity fuck. That wouldn’t be so bad, would it?

Do you want a handjob right now? Do you want me to show you more pictures of me having fun with my ex-boyfriend’s big cock while I stroke your cock? I knew you’d like the sound of that.

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