Added: August 10, 2018 |
She lies on her back at a copper bathtub, her wrists and ankles cuffed to the grate chained on the top. In the area surrounding her bathtub, shut off valves and hoses attach to the walls. It is clear that this room has a particular use. He sits on the top of the bathtub, his dick falling through the grate. Tongue my asshole, he states. Get me tough, but if I get tired, see those electrodes around there? You know what will happen. She tries her best. Nevertheless, it isn’t superior enough.He blasts her pussy with a hard stream of water. The bathtub slowly fills. Since she gasps for air, breathing through a tube, he fucks her together with Mr. Pogo. She is locked on a bed wearing a wool hood along with a strait jacket with so many straps, it is a bondage enthusiast’s dream. He walks her to the night, bringing her into the barn . In the early hours, she is inside the metallic birdhouse. He opens the Glory Hole. Partly obscuredher face appears as she sucks on his prick. I have to torment you in order to come, he states. Whatever you like, she answers. He hoists her into the atmosphere, spreading her legs, thumping. She writhes in the air, attempting to guard her pussy.Now she intimidates him with renewed fervor. He even fucks her, but suddenly grows annoyed and walks away. She is worn out, independently, her eyes staring at the road where he disappeared.