Greetings Gentlemen, I am
Cecelia Vega, a French native. The lackluster experiences with men in France led me to America in search of more satisfying encounters. The white men I encountered lived up to the stereotype of having disappointingly small manhood.
One of these men has taken on the role of a cuckold, confirming these notions. He conceals his face with a mask, sparing me from witnessing his unattractive visage, but I am unable to ignore the sight of his minuscule member locked in chastity. I engage with well-endowed black partners, a delightful contrast to what I was used to.
These men have a knack for pleasuring European women like myself, and I revel in their prowess. The cuckold is present, perhaps hoping to learn a thing or two, yet remains largely ignored as I indulge in the ecstasy brought forth by these generously endowed individuals. Their size initially overwhelms me, but I am eager to savor the sensation of their dark members in my mouth.
Surprisingly, I manage to accommodate their girth, facilitated by my own arousal. As their depths beckon, I braced myself for the intense penetration, which left me teetering on the brink of pleasure. The cuckold, shocked yet captivated by my endurance, witnesses his Queen conquered by the engulfing black members.
To alleviate his longing, he is granted moments to worship my femininity, though only after my new partners mark me with their essence. His diligent cleanup of their release, regardless of where it landed, may earn him the privilege of attending to my needs again, provided he can rise to the occasion.