Married Straight Daddy’s Massive Load at the Golden Gloryhole
- Walter
- Apr 23
- 3 min read
I was already on my knees, heart racing with excitement, when the married straight guy pushed his thick cock through the gloryhole in our studio’s golden wall. He was clearly nervous but rock-hard — a proper family man who should be fucking his wife right now, but instead he chose my hungry mouth.
“Fuck… my wife never sucks me like this,” he groaned from the other side, voice low and shaky with guilt and lust.
His cock was beautiful — heavy, veiny, and throbbing. But what really made my mouth water were his balls. Two massive, swollen, low-hanging nuts pressed right up against the hole. They looked painfully full, stretched tight, almost bursting with thick, fresh cum. I could practically smell how loaded he was.
I didn’t waste any time. I opened wide, took his fat married cock deep into my throat and started sucking him like the filthy gloryhole slut I am. Wet, sloppy, noisy — loud gluck-gluck-gluck sounds filled the studio as I bobbed my head and drooled all over his shaft. My spit ran down his heavy balls while I worshipped every inch.
He started moaning louder. “Shit… your throat feels so much better than her pussy.”
I reached through the hole with one hand and gently squeezed those gigantic balls. They were so full and heavy they barely fit in my palm. I could feel the hot cum churning inside, ready to explode. That made me even hornier. I sucked him harder, faster, taking him balls-deep until my nose pressed against the golden wall and his sack slapped against my chin.
Poppers hit after poppers hit — my head spinning, throat completely relaxed, turning into a perfect warm cum-dump for this cheating husband.
“I’m gonna cum so fucking much,” he warned, voice breaking. “I haven’t emptied these balls in weeks…”
I moaned around his cock in pure anticipation. I wanted it all. Every last drop that belonged to his wife — I was going to steal it.
His hips suddenly jerked forward and he let out a deep, guttural groan. The first massive rope shot straight down my throat with so much force I almost choked. Then it just kept coming. Thick, hot, creamy jets — one after another, huge powerful spurts that flooded my mouth and throat. It was an absolutely gigantic load, exactly like I hoped. His huge balls contracted hard against my hand as they pumped out what felt like a pint of warm, salty married cum.
I swallowed as fast as I could, gulping loudly, but there was so much it still overflowed from the corners of my mouth, running down my chin in thick white streams. I kept sucking and milking him through every pulse, draining those heavy married balls completely.
When he finally finished, he was shaking and panting. His cock stayed in my mouth a little longer, twitching and leaking the last drops while I gently sucked him clean.
I pulled back slowly, strings of his cum still connecting my lips to his cockhead. My face, chest, and the golden wall were all splattered. I swallowed one last time, tasting the huge forbidden load that should have gone inside his wife.
“Fuck… that was way more than I expected,” he muttered, clearly satisfied and a little shocked.
