So you got that promotion I made you apply for at work? Whatever, good for you, nice job. How much does that pay?

To celebrate, you want to take me out to dinner and then, you're going to try to finally f*ck your wife. Each time, you fail and I laugh. It's pathetic, and it makes you even more insecure and impotent. My sexless, hard working husband.

Conveniently, I'm already dressed up for my date with another man this evening. "Well, um, I was thinking we could maybe do it before that?"

Ugh, whatever, ok. Do you really think that's going to work out and you're not going to p*ssy out like every other time you've tried to please me sexually? Yeah, ok - let's get this done so I can prove that you're still a sad dummy, no matter how much more money you're making now.

Watch this. I'll bend over the bed, and you get behind me and try your best to please me. Like my lovers do. I've told you all of the stories, in explicit detail. I know they make you squirm. Go ahead, try to spank me or something.

After your sad excuse for a spanking, I laugh at you and make you feel emasculated - a far fall from the sky-high mood you've been in all day! Well, I'll throw you a bone and let you get off before I leave for my f*ck-date with one of the men I'm cheating on you with. I can't remember which one, but they all have big c*cks.

I leave the room, and you take your pants off like a v*rgin on prom night, so excited for your one and only chance. Is it really going to happen? Could I be that generous?

I walk back into the bedroom, purring, "I'm ready, h*ney." You moan in anticipation before looking up to see me, wearing a big fat c*ck between my legs. I stand at the foot of the bed, looking down at your spread-eagle naked body, and I tell you that we're going to f*ck. But I'm going to f*ck YOU.

Get ready for s*x night, sweetheart, and bend over for wifey! I have 2 strap-on d*cks at hand, and I'm going to plunge both of them deep into your f*ck-h*le. I will have you whimpering, moaning, begging me, while your legs are spread and you have no choice but to take thrust after thrust - my c*ck impaling your pride with every stroke.

So much for that confidence. I f*ck you passionately and laugh while I do it, making you say "Yes dear!" and "You're right, dear!" because I love the way it sounds and I want to hear it every single day. I keep p*gging you, ignoring your cries, and I don't stop until you're soaking and stretched and I'm tired. I grab your d*ck and b*lls, making sure you know that it's a f*cking joke that you would ever think I'd f*ck them. Never.

See, h*ney, I wear the pants in this house. And I'm going to spend the rest of this video f*cking you in the *ss. At the end, I want you to help me clean my p*ssy for my lover tonight.

Featuring Jordan Tyler

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