I wonder, does John get any other stimulation? Maybe a finger that Melissa slides in almost distractedly, finger occasionally pressing against his prostate? Or is there already a vibrator pressing more firmly against it, keeping him leaking constantly? And what about Rafael? When does it become so much he can’t help but shoot? When Claudia digs her nails into his nipples? When Melissa surprises him with a tongue against his balls? And how do they punish him once he’s come?

oh Nonnie, I love you so much ❤ all those delicious thoughts D:

Melissa being so mean to poor John; fingering him slow and deep, rubbing up against his plump prostate and not even paying any attention to him gasping and clawing at the armchair. She’s so engrossed with watching Claudia ride Rafael, her other hand distractedly petting the jumping muscles of John’s abdomen.

I bet they are so good at fingering their husbands; getting them nice and dry with the most unsatisfying orgasms. Just milking them slow and mercilessly when they’re on all fours and presenting for their amusement.

I also bet Rafael would look so good when he practically hiccups through an orgasm. Those big, dark eyes on Claudia’s face, both of them surprised at how he suddenly just explodes and fucks his cum into her just from her fingers pinching his small, brown nipples.

He’d be so surprised, he’d totally forget to even enjoy how he’s fucking thick ropes of cum into her; finally draining his balls after a week of getting edged and denied by Melissa.

It would probably been punishment enough that he didn’t even get to enjoy it. But they make him lick his cum out of Claudia’s cunt anyway because he hates that.

Could we talk.about a young Claudia and Melissa domming the FUCK out of John and Rafael?? I was inspired by that cuckold gifset, and now I can’t stop imagining John or Rafael watching as the other pleases both women, neither being allowed to come until Claudia or Melissa agree on it

yes. yeeees. YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS 

let us talk about it omg please. please yes and thank you.

I feel like John would be the one made to sit and watch because Rafael still is a cocky little shit most of the time and needs to be denied until he’s crying like a little boy. It’s been hard enough to teach him to keep his hands to himself, and still he’s touching; putting those big paws around Claudia’s small body; cupping her hips and her waist and around her ribcage, trying to inch his way towards her small, perky tits, only for her to grab him around his wrists and resolutely push his arms down to his sides.

She’s deceptively strong.

And John is sitting there on the other side of the room with the most desperate, saddest puppydog expression. Big, thick cock so hard it’s dark with blood and lying against his hairy thigh. Usually he’s wearing a cage and that makes it a lot easier not to touch himself but tonight the ladies want to torment them; see their faces get red with strain and their bodies tremble with how badly they want to come.

And Melissa lays her arms around his shoulders and asks him if he’s jealous about how Rafael is allowed to spear his long, slender cock into John’s wife. Asks him how long it’s been since he’s last been allowed to spread her around that thick cock of his.

“You don’t need to be jealous, baby,” Melissa coos, hand between his obediently spread thighs, cradling his full, heavy balls. “He doesn’t get to come, either.”