My Tongue, His Throne

Description: God, it's almost funny how pathetic it is. he’s never once slid inside me—not my pussy, not my ass, not even my mouth. and he could. he could have me any way he wanted with one word. but he doesn’t. instead he makes me drive across town, drop to my knees, and spend an hour making out with his perfect asshole while he plays video games and barely acknowledges me. i swirl, i probe, i worship like it’s my religion. five, six times a week. and you? you just sit there in your little cage, leaking, knowing your wife’s mouth belongs to a man who’s too lazy to even fuck her. that’s real power, baby. and you’ll never have it.