He Stole Your Cuck Key Glad Wife Happy Life Part 5

Today is the day I promised to let you out of your man rod cell, but theres been a little snag with that. You see, when I told Alexander that I have to let you out, he didnt see it the way I do. I mean, you are my hubby and I love you, but Alexander didnt accept that as a reason to stop fucking me. I attempted to reason with him, but he just wouldnt accept it. We argued, actually, and you know how an argument can get fairly heated. One thing led to another and without any warning, he arched me over my desk, pulled down my undies -- these, actually -- and shoved his fat stiffy inwards my fuckbox. I know thats against the rules, but he was fucking me before I had a chance to remind him that you have to be present when he and I fuck. And, while he had his man-meat inwards me, he stole the key to the lock on your box, so you wont be getting out tonight after all. Perhaps you should attempt to get it from him. Oh, what am I thinking? Youre far too spineless to do that! I guess youll just have to remain locked in your cell. Ill attempt to get him to use a condom next time so I can bring home your dinner. Oh, time for you to turn around so I can get unclothed and ready for bed.