Daddy's Dungeon

Sherman is ready to shoot after wrecking Alex. Alex drops to his knees, swallows the thick cock to the root, then starts slapping it with his tongue. He works Sherman close, but stops cold, grabs a cane and starts rapping Sherman’s ass until the skin turns angry red. One more strike and Sherman might break, so Alex tosses the cane and takes up the flogger. Heavy leather lands across Sherman’s back and ass until the big man is panting and begging to be fucked. Alex yanks the harness, lines up and drives in hard, slamming that sore red hole. Sherman’s grunts echo off the walls. Alex wants eye contact while he rails him, flips Sherman onto his back and keeps the same brutal rhythm. Sherman’s load erupts across his own bush. The sight drags Alex over the edge and he paints Sherman’s abs. Before either can catch breath the door opens. Daddy’s home early, and the look on his face says punishment is coming fast.