Lock Him Up

Tori found a new bull. Musa can't keep his hands off her, so she finally brings him home. Baxxx is on his knees scrubbing the floor when they walk in. She doesn't waste time. Her hand is already around Musa's thick cock before the front door clicks shut. She drags Baxxx over and frees his little locked dick for the first time in weeks. The contrast is brutal. She pulls the chastity key from her bra and slips it between his lips. "Hold that," she orders, then drops to her knees and swallows Musa whole. Spit strings from her chin while Baxxx stands there, mouth full of metal. Musa grabs her hair and fucks her throat, eyes locked on the cuck. When he finally yanks her up, he shoves her onto the couch, spreads her legs, and tells Baxxx to clean her out. Baxxx buries his face between her soaked folds, tasting another man. She feeds him thick globs of spit every time she pulls off Musa's cock, then forces him to watch as Musa sinks back inside her. Baxxx's tongue stays busy licking every inch Musa leaves exposed. Musa pounds her until he floods her deep. The second he pulls out, Tori yanks Baxxx by the hair and plants his mouth right on her dripping cunt. "Clean it," she growls. He does.