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Added: January 14, 2020 |
Category: Bondage
The squeak of metal. She swings, strapped onto a steel grate that’s hanging out, parallel to the ground. Torso and her neck are secured tight. Her legs and fixed in place, and arms are pulled through the grate backwards. Mr. Pogo slides into her cunt, fucking her. Then within her mouth. The grate pivots readily. Her mind angles downwardher mouth at cock height.A flogger strikes her buttocks, giving them a blush. The whip that slaps her pussy colors her labia rosy. He sits in front of your own face. First 1 hole. It does not seem long. She comes fast, happy.Wooden shares weigh on her wrists and neck. She stays on a bed of spikes. He gets tough once he sees her cheeks run down. Through all the torment she laughs. But after she comes, when she can’t do what he wants, she tears up.Doused in surplus, her balance centers upon one point only. Effort that is small puts her in movement , back and forth, swinging. |