Trophy Wife Nightmare

Stirling's trophy wife gets mouthy, and it backfires. Hard. Ryan Keely wants it nasty but she can’t say the words, so her husband finds out the hard way — porn on her laptop gives him every filthy clue. He starts by strapping her spread-eagle to the floor, clamps biting her nipples, zapper sparking across bare skin until her breath comes in short, sharp bursts. Stirling keeps his cock just out of reach while she strains and begs, then finally shoves it down her throat, fucking her face until spit runs down her chin and she’s choking for more. He flips her onto all fours. Crop, flogger, and zapper land in a steady rhythm across her ass, thighs, and the tender soles of her feet. She takes it until the blows push her over the edge and she comes from the pain alone. Next he sinks into her soaked cunt, pounding her so deep the table rattles. Rolled onto her back, legs forced wide, the zapper teases her swollen clit until she’s shaking. Stirling fucks the arrogance right out of her, then paints her tits with a thick, hot load while she lies there wrecked and trembling.