Mean Cuckold #03, Scene #01

Kendall Karson kept Dominik Kross around for his wallet. Six months of him bankrolling her lifestyle and still he got nothing. No kiss. No handjob. Nothing. When he finally asked why, she lost it. Told him they were done. Watched him stumble toward the door like a kicked puppy. The second he grabbed the handle she was already straddling Evan Stone on the couch, tongue in his mouth, moaning like she'd been waiting all night. Dominik froze. Tried not to look. Couldn't help it. Kendall smiled over her shoulder, slid her hand down Evan's jeans, and told him the new rules. His money was now her money. His name stayed on the lease, but hers controlled everything. So he would dress how she wanted. Act how she wanted. She snapped her fingers and he moved. Frilly maid dress. White stockings. Little heels that pinched. She pointed to the floor and he dropped. Started on her bare feet, tongue sliding between each painted toe, tasting sweat and perfume. Evan pushed his jeans down. Kendall wrapped her fingers around his thick cock and stroked him slow while her cuckold worked his way up. She spread wider, pulled one cheek open, and made Dominik bury his face between them. Told him to lick her asshole clean while she sucked Evan Stone. Dominik obeyed. Tongue pushing, circling, tasting every inch. Kendall rocked back against his mouth, sucked harder, moaned with her lips stretched around real dick. She never looked at Dominik again. Just kept riding Evan's cock with her mouth while her ex paid for every second of it.