Hot MILF Candle Boxxx comes home to her young husband, Psymon Jerusalem, but something is wrong- she slams the door and stomps over to him.

He greets her but doesn't look at her "You look nice honey" says Psymon, looking at his computer "You haven't even looked at me!" Candle chirps "I uh, saw you out of the corner of my eye!" he says quickly. Candle rolls her eyes and smacks his legs "Well honey, I brought a surprise home for you. Close your eyes and put your hands behind your back." "Ooh," he says "I'm looking forward to what you have in store for me..." Candle grins, "You don't ...

Hot MILF Candle Boxxx comes home to her young husband, Psymon Jerusalem, but something is wrong- she slams the door and stomps over to him.

He greets her but doesn't look at her "You look nice honey" says Psymon, looking at his computer "You haven't even looked at me!" Candle chirps "I uh, saw you out of the corner of my eye!" he says quickly. Candle rolls her eyes and smacks his legs "Well honey, I brought a surprise home for you. Close your eyes and put your hands behind your back." "Ooh," he says "I'm looking forward to what you have in store for me..." Candle grins, "You don't even know the half of it!" she ties his wrists together and turns him around to face her.

"So," she starts, "I was talking with Cindy, you know, your EX-GIRLFRIEND? And she told me you bought her the most expensive Coach bag for Christmas while you got me the cheapest one! You love her more than you love me!" she yells. Psymon groans "Honey, that's not true- I bought you a bunch of other things in addition to the bag! Candle, I don't think about anyone else." he pleads. She shakes her head at him "I'm going to get my laptop and show you the difference in how much mine cost and how much hers cost!" she stomps her heeled feet on the floor as she crosses her arms. "Uh, about that, your laptop isn't working right now, I was messing with it earlier..." he trails off. "What? You can't do anything right, can you?!" she yells as she pushes him into the living room.

"Uh honey?" he stammers as Candle proceeds to put on a big tail pair of dominatrix boots. "Looks like I got your attention for once!" She gets up and laughs cynically as she walks over to pick something up off the counter. Candle comes back with a bag of cookies "And you know what else?" she says taking one out of the bag "I don't like how your step-mother keeps making and sending these cookies to you! They taste like he throws one on the ground and stomps it with her big heels. One by one she throws the cookies onto the ground, making an utter chocolate chip mess! She the cookies with her long, sharp heel and they break into instant pieces! Psymon begs her to stop and mentions that he'll be the one that has to clean all of the grit off "That's exactly right! You'll finally be doing some work around here!"

Strapped to the chair and unable to stop her, Psymon can only watch hopelessly and plead that she stop! His cries fall on deaf ears because Candle then takes his stash of work candy and crushes it underfoot. She lays the sweet tarts out nicely and buries them into the ground with her big boots!"What kind of loser brings candy to work, anyway?" she laughs as she stomps them into the ground, making a sweet powdery mess. Poor Psymon tells Candle to stop "We can work this out..."

Candle retrieves his wallet from the counter "Work what out? You spend all your money on her, don't spend any on me, and then get everything for yourself?" she waves his wallet around "Why am I with a guy who carries nothing in his wallet?" she gripes as she throws it onto the ground. "Don't! That was expensive!" Psymon cries out as she stomps her boots into his wallet. She stomps and crushes his wallet, spreading around the mess of cookie and candy, sullying the leather. Candle even creates a hole right in the center as she totally destroys it!

Finally, just as Psymon thinks the rain of whips is over- she comes back with his most prized possession- an extravagant watch! She places it neatly on the ground and...CRUNCH! She destroys the face of the watch with her boots and laughs as Psymon cries in vain.

"Well, see ya! I'm off to go have dinner with Cindy and catch up!" she laughs as she stomps out the door leaving Psymon a prisoner in his own home.