And of course, as Ted lolled back in the couple’s bed, red-faced and guilty and yet unable to resist, the obedient Brad eventually would crawl up between the man’s heavy thighs once more, and he would clutch those big meaty haunches. Uncomfortably, then, while his wife watched bright-eyed and predatory and wickedly aroused at the forbidden sight, Brad would wrap his degraded c*m-w***e lips about his poor friend’s helplessly upthrust red organ, and he would slide his wet lips down, down, down, feeling the thing swell gratefully in his mouth, an almost flattering testament to the poor boy’s hard-earned oral skills. On and on the enslaved husband would suck and swirl and gulp, nursing for the familiar reward of ejaculate. It was awful, but…well, from the moment he signed the contract of his s
