There's an old cuck of mine that I think about from time to time. He was fun to mess with and get off to talking shit to him. Now don't get me wrong, my husband the perfect man I need to fuck me right and keep in line. But that doesn't mean my mind doesn't wander while we're busy.

The other day my husband and I were busy working on a house project. I had made a few strong drinks for him and was being a little sassy when I talked to him. Next thing I know, he had his had around my throat and his dick out pulling me down to shut me up. After a minute of fucking my face, he told me to get into the shed. He walked in after me, yanked down my pants while bendiny me over and stuffing me full.

He spent the next several minutes fucking me and telling me that I needed to watch how sassy I got. While he had me bent over a chair, I was imagining my old cuck sitting there. Pathetically drooling over watching me get stuffed. It almost made me giggle, I know his cock would be hard , my hands holding the side of the chair, on either side of him. He'd be aching for me to touch, or for him to touch me.

Instead he get to sit there and watch me enjoy myself. Wishing he could fill me up, when he really gets to watch someone else do a better job doing so. If he's lucky, he might catch some of my drool while I cum over and over again.

I'd love to look him in the eye and watch as his cum prematurely cums while I call out to my husband and describe how good his cock feels inside me. My husband knows how to touch me and throw me around, I know old flame would be leaking watching it all go down.