“Hey cuck! Not sure what you’re up to this afternoon —don’t care either— but thought you might like to see what I’m doing today or, more accurately, who I’m doing! 😝 😈 Oh, and your wife told me you begged her to use protection…lol that’s not gonna happen! Don’t worry though, I won’t make her a mother…at least not today! 😏 Btw, it’s going to get messy, so pick up some wet wipes on your way home…or just use your fucking tongue to clean her up!”
True to his word, the bull left Fred’s wife in shambles. When he returned, he found her soundly asleep in their bedroom, hair disheveled and fully nude, her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat and semen. He sat down at the foot of the bed and took stock of his surroundings.
The bedroom looked as if a tornado had come through! The bull had spent the afternoon fucking Fred’s wife —absolutely railing her— everywhere imaginable in that bedroom; on the chair, against the wall, up on the dresser, on the floor, and of course in their marital bed. To add insult to injury, he’d left his alpha seed seemingly everywhere!
Apparently, it wasn’t enough to douse the cuckold’s woman, he also left his “DNA signature” on the headboard, sheets, pillows, and even a pair of reading glasses Fred kept on the nightstand! This gratuitous sexual vandalism was a not-so-subtle message from the bull to his cuckold, “I’ll do as I please and you cannot stop me.”
