My dick, my sex life, my rules. For our twisted play, the heels stay on and the cuck sleeve stays in place. I don’t want you to feel anything inside me except the shame, the humiliation, and the sleeve clenching around your dick while you get the leftovers from what you watched him get. You’ll never feel the warmth or depth of my greedy pussy, only the embarrassment while I taunt you, tease you, and torment you.