Working With The Sex Therapist

Alright, Buck's been spilling his guts to me, Ashley, your friendly neighborhood sex therapist, for months now. We're all about him owning that cuckold vibe and letting it loose in his love life. Today? I'm cranking it up. Time to dive headfirst into the real deal with my stud surrogate, Goldey. But hold up—first things first. That chastity cage I wrapped up like a neon sign screaming 'you're my little locked-up bitch'? Buck's gotta slip it on. And damn, he can't even tear the package open without begging for my help. Pathetic? Yeah. Perfect? Hell yes. That's the point—embracing your wimpy side everywhere, not just in the sheets. Click. Locked tight. Keys dangling from my fingers like a trophy. Now the fun ramps up. I drop to my knees and swallow Goldey's thick cock whole, slurping and teasing while I shoot glances at Buck. His eyes? Wide as saucers, first time watching his therapist get face-fucked like this. Priceless. Goldey's been dying to pound me senseless, and I'm just as fired up, legs spread wide, begging for it. He rails me hard, owning every inch, till he unloads that massive, hot spurt deep inside. Buck's grand finale? Crawling over like an eager pup to lap it all up. He dives in with gusto, cleaning every sticky drop. Welcome to the club, buddy— you're hooked.