I’ve destroyed my worthless cuck husband’s ego again.

I locked David’s tiny dick in chastity, grabbed my bull’s thick cock, and recorded every raw, pounding second while he begged in the corner like the sad little loser he is. Then I made him sit there, eyes glued to the screen, as I replayed it all—moaning louder just to rub it in.
He cleaned up the mess afterward, of course.