Homewrecker Revenge

Dee shows up. She used to watch Tommy when he was a kid. Back then she was sneaking into his dad's bed and blowing the family to pieces. That wound never closed, and Tommy decides to open it wide on his own terms. He drags her to the kitchen counter where she once made his sandwiches. The same board now sits slanted under her body. Rope pins her ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, and tits so tight she can't even squirm. A vibrator hums against her clit while a bandana covers her mouth. Water pours straight down and she gags, coughs, sputters. He wants the word. Homewrecker. She spits it out between every choke. He flogs her chest, crops her nipples, drives the vibrator until her thighs shake and she comes hard against the ropes. Nipple clamps bite down. Her huge tits bounce and tug with every slap. She begs for cock, drooling as he shoves himself into her throat, face-fucking her until spit runs down her chin. Next she's on all fours, gag in, ass high. The flogger stripes her cheeks red. Then Tommy pushes into her pussy, fucks her steady until she shudders and comes again. He switches to her ass, opens her up, and she moans that he fucks better than his dad ever did. Last round, she’s tied on the couch, tits stacked, both holes open. Tommy switches between pussy and ass until her whole body locks up in orgasm. He pulls out and paints her wrecked face with thick ropes of cum, finishing what she started years ago.