Gianna Michaels

I've been in a committed relationship with my partner for quite some time now, and I have a strong hunch that he's on the brink of popping the question soon. However, I can't picture a future with him where he prioritizes watching sports over attending to his curvaceous spouse. I needed to make him grasp the potential outcome if he failed to satisfy his partner.

So, I took extreme actions and invited over the most rugged, well-endowed men I could find. In no time, I found myself undressed, my ample breasts swaying as I indulged in pleasuring each man orally. The sound of my voluptuous backside being spanked resonated loudly, disregarding any eavesdroppers - all I craved was the sensation of their touch.

While the boyfriend, now a willing cuckold, should have been taking pointers, he seemed enchanted by the relentless pounding I was experiencing. It felt as though my very core would give way as I accommodated every inch of their sizeable endowments. I almost experienced strain as I engulfed their girthy members, wider than soda cans and immensely satisfying.

As the climax of ebony lust neared and the ejaculations began, my partner assumed it was the end, oblivious to the surprise that awaited him later that evening. To my surprise, he adeptly cleansed me of the remnants of our escapade, a task I never anticipated he'd excel at. He may forever be white with a modest endowment, but I'm through with him.