Kneeling for BBC

We spend a lot of time on our knees - not just when sucking cock, but also as a position to demonstrate our obedience and inferiority.
Yes, you are right and I will do better to make sure I keep that on mind. I get on my knees because they deserve worship regardless of what i might gain from being in that position. It is not about me at all. I wll do better.
 
The good news is, that you can always improve. Our master sees to it, that we exercise and improve.
I honestly just think all day about just maybe i will be contacted and told to come be used. Black men have no idea how much I would do for them if they just told me. I am praying to be roughed up and verbally abused and be trained even harder and go even deeper with my devotion.
 
I honestly just think all day about just maybe i will be contacted and told to come be used. Black men have no idea how much I would do for them if they just told me. I am praying to be roughed up and verbally abused and be trained even harder and go even deeper with my devotion.
I like your attitude. My wife and I are owned by our master and have been trained to please for the last three years. now.
 
I like your attitude. My wife and I are owned by our master and have been trained to please for the last three years. now.
I bet that is such a wonderful feeling. I feel sorry for those who have never experienced true worship and serving back men for sure. they wouldnt understand unless they give themselves to the black race. So your wife is theirs now huh
 
I remember my first time. It was the third or fourth bull I had introduced to my wife. He had just got done doing her doggy on the couch and she asked me to get them a water and her a cigarette. I promptly did. I wasn't aware of the term cuckold at he time (very long time ago) I just wanted to give my wife the best time ever. when I returned to the living room they were sitting next to each other on the couch cuddling, both still wet with sex. I handed them there waters and light my wife's cigarette and she asked me to get her an ash try. I stepped in front of him and reached over to the end table and handed her the ash try. As I started to step away he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to my knees between his legs. He put his hand on the back of my head as I looked up at my wife tightly snuggled under his left arm. She took a deep puff off her cigarette and exhaled slowly with her eyes locked on me and a naughty grin. He firmly pulled me in and I took his man hood into my mouth I felt the reassuring caress of my wife's fingers on my shoulder. Everything felt so natural and smooth, I found my place.
 
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