She grabbed my hair and shoved my head down his thick shaft until I started gagging. She let up and then did it again. The third time, he was discussed at my poor performance-promised me I had a beating coming later, pushed my head back and told me, “Go sit in the chair and set up the computer and camera for us.” I did as I was told as my queen readily moved with him to the bed. It wasn’t long before his dark shaft was sliding in and out of her light pussy hole-I could hear her start breathing a little heavier. He called me over for a mintue-She had something to say. “God, his cock feels good.” He looked up at me knowing he was pleasing her more than I could ever-“Now go sit back down.” They returned to enjoying each other-my queen getting louder, than quiet, then Louder again. I could tell she was enjoying every minute she had with her bull-like she had repeatedly told me she planned to and if I was good, she might let me clean up. After what seemed like forever to a little cuck with his dick between his legs, I finally head, “Come over here, bitch. Take a picture.” Her cum covered his black stock-“You never made her cum like this, have you, bitch. This is how a man takes care of his woman.” I had to admit he was right. “How many times have you cum, baby?” “Three-you never even last to make me come-this pussy is his forever.” My little pee pee felt like it shrunk to inside me knowing from now on I was only there to serve them in every way they told me.