🌋🔥✨I knew I was cheating on my wife. Zola, my secretary, was the only thing I lived for, the irresistible reason for this constant, delicious affair. She was a hot, curvy ebony BBW, every inch of her a walking sin, a beautiful, dominant slut I craved like air. Her desk was across from mine, but her intoxicating scent, a mix of musk and pure female power, permeated my office, poisoning my thoughts. She’d lean over, her perfectly round ass pressing against her tight skirt, her thick thighs brushing the desk, and I’d feel my dick harden and ache, a helpless slave to her every move. She never touched me directly in the office, but her smirks, her knowing glances, her deep, throaty laugh as she watched my pathetic struggle, were pure, exquisite torment. She’d tease me relentlessly until I was twitching, desperate to bury dick deep inside her juicy black pussy, to be swallowed whole by her. That unholy need to fuck her consumed me, an insatiable hunger that never dulled. When I wasn’t with her, when I was home pretending to be a faithful husband, I’d sneak away, my hands shaking as I dialed her forbidden number. “Tell me what a pathetic cheat I am,” I’d beg, my voice hoarse with desperation. Her low, husky voice would fill my ear, dripping with filthy, explicit commands, telling me to goon myself, to milk my pathetic dick until I shot my cum all over myself, like the weak, cheating fuck I was. I’d obey, completely, every time, lost in her power. I was hers, a willing, cum-soaked cheat, and I fucking loved it. Her black cunt is all I ever wanted and thought about. I’ll do anything to give her the Pussy Worship she deserves.💫🔥🌙