Amy's loser husband comes home and demands his dinner. Amy tells him to kiss her ass. And means it. She throws him to his knees and shoves his head between her sweaty ass-cheeks, letting him taste how hard she's worked on the chores and the baby today. Then she slaps her loser husband, sending him to the tile floor, and sits on his face. She smothers his nose and mouth and makes him lick her ass while she slaps and humiliates him. Then, Amy takes her panties off and grinds his face some more. Her pitiful husband can barely breathe as he writhes about on the kitchen tile.

Amy's loser husband comes home and demands his dinner. Amy tells him to kiss her ass. And means it. She throws him to his knees and shoves his head between her sweaty ass-cheeks, letting him taste how hard she's worked on the chores and the baby today. Then she slaps her loser husband, sending him to the tile floor, and sits on his face. She smothers his nose and mouth and makes him lick her ass while she slaps and humiliates him. Then, Amy takes her panties off and grinds his face some more. Her pitiful husband can barely breathe as he writhes about on the kitchen tile.