Tommy's Revenge 2

Tommy Pistol looks like he has it all. Big house. Hot wife. Casey Calvert. But she runs his life with an iron grip, turning him into her little errand boy. In his dreams, he flips the script. Casey is stripped, cuffed to a cross in their living room, and Tommy's the one talking now. He tells her she's a greedy bitch who never earns a thing. He slaps her tits, her cheek, her mouth. Then his fingers are inside her, working hard until she comes hard. He licks her off his hand while she shakes. He warns her: things change tonight. She calls him sir. He grabs her waist, smacks her ass red, squeezes until the prints stay. She admits she's an unappreciative whore. Tommy isn't satisfied. He slaps her tits, belly, thighs till her skin burns pink. He drops to his knees, licks her pussy until she's dripping, then yanks her by the hair to the ottoman. Hands and knees. He fucks her face deep, spit running down his cock and balls in shiny ropes.