Cuckold Christmas

Felony stares down at her worm of a husband, telling him he doesn't deserve to own a cock at all. She unwraps the CB6000 she bought him, snaps the cold steel ring behind his balls and clicks the cage shut. The key disappears between her tits. Then she shoves a thick plug up his ass, swings the flogger across his back, and grinds her naked body against the locked cage until every nerve in his cock screams. He groans when she drops onto his face, rides his tongue and laughs at how his muffled cries make her pussy pulse harder. The fuck machine hums to life behind him; every thrust milks his prostate while she clamps a line of clothespins from nipples to belly and rips them off in one vicious pull. Later, she cages him beneath the staircase, fucks her boyfriend hard on the couch above, and lets the man empty thick ropes of cum across her ass cheeks. When David is finally freed, she makes him press his nose to her dripping slit and inhale every trace of another man’s load. Merry Christmas, cuckold.