Cheating Wife Pays the Price

John Strong sits in the dark when his wife walks in. The PI photos hit the floor one by one. Her lipstick, the hotel key, the guy’s hand on her tit—proof spreads across the tiles. He grabs her by the hair, drags her into the bathroom, hogties her in the tub. The faucet runs. Water climbs toward her mouth while she spits curses. He forces the glossy shots against her face until ink runs and mascara streaks. Then the door opens and his friends file in. They cut the ropes just enough to bend her over the edge, wrists still lashed behind her back. One cock slams into her ass, another pushes past her lips. Her big tits swing and get slapped red. They pound both holes at once, rough, relentless, using every inch they brought. She chokes, drools, and takes it, the water sloshing, evidence floating like trash around her bound body.