Training A New Cuck

Katie Kush is bending Michael Jackman over like a folding chair. Turns out Mr. Mouthy still needs a lesson about exactly who's in charge of the slut department around here. She gives the paddle a playful twirl, then drives the strap-on home until he whimpers and goes quiet. Lesson one, delivered. Musa Phoenix and Will Tile stroll in, two towers of dick. Katie waves them over while Mikey sulks in the corner wearing a hang-dog expression and a ring gag. Two against one was fine when the numbers favored her, but now the odds have flipped in all the right ways. She drops to her knees, palms both shafts, and swallows them until spit trails down her chin like she’s training for the Olympics of oral. Once both cocks are slick and shiny she turns, arches her back, and feeds one right into her pussy. The grind and bounce is filthy, but she can feel her other hole twitching like it wants a turn at the wheel. She begs Will to bust it open. He presses the fat head to her rim and shoves; Katie yelps, grins, and starts babbling nonstop filth. Musa switches holes and the double stuffing punches the breath out of her. They flip her into a piledriver that leaves her ass gaping wide enough to park a sedan. Spit and lube pour inside. Even cucky earns a job—face buried between her cheeks, tongue working the shiny mess deeper. Finally the guys hose Katie down in thick ropes that streak from collarbone to eyebrows. She snaps her fingers. Mikey crawls over, tongue out, licking up every pearly drop. When the last strand disappears he looks up and admits it out loud: Katie Kush is still the undisputed Queen of the Ass.