Cucked

Amber Moore stands at the bedroom door in 2024, blonde hair catching the light, already wet at the thought of what she’s about to do. Her boyfriend’s own eyes track the curve of her bush as she turns away, and Jason Luv is waiting. She drops to her knees. Her lips stretch wide around the thick head of his cock, saliva running down his shaft in long strings while she works him deeper, throat flexing. He grips her hair and holds her there until her eyes water. Then he bends her over. Blonde strands fall across her face as he drives into her from behind, every thrust loud and wet. Her boyfriend watches from the chair, fists clenched, dick useless in his lap. Jason grabs her hips, pulls her back hard, and she takes it—every inch, every slap of skin. Doggystyle. No mercy. Amber moans into the sheets, drool on her chin, knees shaking. She came here to get fucked, and Jason gives it to her. The boyfriend stays silent, exactly where she left him.