Humiliated Cuck Covered In Cum

Dia Zerva runs the bar like she owns it and every dick in the house. One nod, one smirk, and the biggest stud follows her out back. Keys click. Lights die. In the back room her cuck is already locked in steel, wrists cuffed overhead, cock aching behind bars. She strips fast. The bull’s hands are on her tits, then her hips, then he’s balls-deep and she’s moaning loud enough to make the poor bastard’s cage rattle. Every thrust shoves the cuck’s face closer to her ass. She yanks his head between her cheeks and orders him to tongue her open for the bull’s next stroke. He licks, gags, licks again. The bull steps up, plants his boots on the cuck’s bare back, and drives in. Dia comes hard, twice, grinding on the tongue still buried in her. When the bull finally pulls out he paints the cuck’s face and locked clit in thick stripes. Dia laughs, smears it in with her heel, then leaves him hanging there, dripping and denied.