Sex Therapist Jillian Janson is an unconventional therapist who specializes in helping young people find their libido. Today her patient is Naomi and Naomi just cant get turned on and cannot cum. Ever observant, Jillian notices that Naomi has been staring at her feet and she figures out what Naomi's issue is. Jillian will go to any length to help a patient so she offers up her feet and Naomi greedily accepts and starts to slobber all over them. Jillian starts to rub Naomi's pussy at the end with her feet and Naomi finally cums really, really hard. Problem solved!
It is not that Dee hates beautiful women, but there is something about them that just compels her to make them suffer. Men tend to give girls like 412 exactly what she wants when she wants but Dee is immune to her special kind of charm. She has a plan for how to put 412 in her place and she is going to stick to it. Hot bondage, cold water, tight latex and a tingling torment are all going to play their parts.
She has found herself ensnared in a trap unlike any that she has been in before... And she struggles mightily to seemingly no avail. Enraged, Leather demands to be freed, she demands to know her captors identity. Her futile yells have not fallen on deaf ears...Fuzz bombs are activated, sending her into a deep state of . With Leather down, her captors emerge from the shadows...With motives , Leather is further restrained, and upon awakening, she embarks upon the struggle of a lifetime in hopes of avoiding what surely must be an insidious ploy... Leather screams for vengeance, but it seems that her demands are falling upon deaf ears. Strewn from the rafters, she is given a bath in toxic fumes. Her attitude turns and she admits defeat, she begs for release in exchange for what she knows. Have her stoic bargaining skills and her iron will proven to be her own worst enemies? Has her determination sealed her fate?
Detective Sadie Atkins plays a time-tripping sleuth trying to save heiress Lydia McLane in parallel stories from the Victorian era and today. Abby Cameron tries to keep rival sorority member Josie Perez from stealing a coveted statue, and Amber Michaels is "The Model Who Loved Bondage."
Poor Kate Kenzi is just trying to get things cleaned up a little; bent over, with her sweet little ass up in the air, it's a pretty sight to see her sweeping up. She should focus a little more on the task at hand than she does on looking good bent over though, when a surprise visit from Jesse Dean causes her to jump and smack her head! Totally dazed, she's helpless in Jesse's arms as he tries to help her up. When it becomes obvious she's damn near incoherent though - well, between her tight short shorts and cute little knee socks, what's a guy to do? Jesse soon has his way with her, bandaging her sore head completely in vet wrap. Well, almost her entire head- he leaves her mouth free to please his throbbing cock. She drools helplessly as he fucks her face, smearing her makeup and dribbling down her chin. Just the throat isn't nearly enough for a kinky man like Jesse though; next, he's got her spread wide and bound on a table, her limbs totally mummified in black vet wrap and completely at his mercy. He rams into her tight pussy as she moans in dazed pleasure. What would good first aid be without some medical equipment? Jesse next has her bound backwards in a wheelchair, fucking her violently as her eyes flutter and pussy spasms in totally incoherent . Just as she's about to regain consciousness, he's done with her, leaving her bound, dripping, and completely cumfused!
“So what are you doing here?” It's a simple question that gets an awesome response from Savannah Fox. “I'm here to be destroyed,” she says, without a second's hesitation. Perfect. Because Jack Hammer is built for destruction.
Every girl has her talents. Some sing, some dance, Savannah squirts. I don't mean a little bit, or that she has just some juicy orgasms. When this girl gets off it is like a flood pouring out of her pussy. She begs for the opportunity, too. In fact, she told us that she loves the twin sensations of intense pain and orgasms. She is totally willing to be whipped until red stripes crisscross her skin if it means having a bit of time with the Hitachi, too. Really, she prefers it.
But just because she's getting off doesn't mean Jack can't be creative. His boots need a good polish. Savannah is going to do it with her tongue, but not before Jack gets them covered in her juices. Every time she has one of her explosive orgasms she sprays all over his bitch kickers. Now when she licks them clean she will be able to taste herself all over them. Delicious.
It's called the Safe House; for Hazel Hypnotic it's anything but. It's dark, it's cold, and it's terrifying. PD wedged a ring into her mouth, keeping her jaw spread apart. At first she thinks it is just so that he can freely f"ck her face, but it turns out to be worse.