Жалкая жизнь - фут-куколд II

While I'm with my ex, my husband arrives, I can finally introduce him to that beggar in an appropriate way: on his knees, at my feet, reduced to crawling, with the little cock caged. A worthy presentation for a jerk. To make it even more ridiculous we ordered him to dance naked. All my husband's concerns, compared to a backfire, vanished and he began to understand how convenient it could be for us to have a ridiculous doormat as a neighbor. [ita language]