FemDom Cheyenne Jewel is in her bedroom, and she's very angry at her live-in boyfriend, who's forgotten to iron the shirt she needs for a trip. When he comes in, she shows him just how angry she is by wrestling him to the ground and punching him in the belly. He's talking back disrespectfully, so she makes him stop by sitting on his face and smothering him with her tight glutes, flexing her big biceps at the same time. Then she scissors her muscular legs around his neck until he apologizes. Finally, she picks up her iron and uses the cord for a lesson in cock-and-ball he'll never forget. Isn't...

FemDom Cheyenne Jewel is in her bedroom, and she's very angry at her live-in boyfriend, who's forgotten to iron the shirt she needs for a trip. When he comes in, she shows him just how angry she is by wrestling him to the ground and punching him in the belly. He's talking back disrespectfully, so she makes him stop by sitting on his face and smothering him with her tight glutes, flexing her big biceps at the same time. Then she scissors her muscular legs around his neck until he apologizes. Finally, she picks up her iron and uses the cord for a lesson in cock-and-ball he'll never forget. Isn't that ironic?