Like a magician making a rabbit disappear, Amber makes every inch of Jack vanish down her well-trained gullet. Enough with the warmup. Shifting quickly, Jack throws her bound body onto the bed and proceeds to really lay into her.
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Their body has been used and abused, clipped all up and down, tied up in rope and beaten. And so, after they gives us a little show, spreading their ass for our enjoyment, it's right back to work for them.
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Bobbi Dylan loves tight rope. With a rope between her legs you can see the tension in her body. She humps the rope like it's her favorite partner. Her hair is tightly wrapped around her neck. That too makes her swoon.
When somebody this flexible comes to our studio we have to turn them into a pretzel. Bobbi is such a body. OT uses it against her. He bends her over into a pile driver position and attaches the ropes coming from her wrists to one around her waist. To do that the rope has to go through her crotch. The more she pulls and struggles the more tension she puts on her sensitive little snatch.
Bobbi is pulled into a tight hogtie, but it's not her arms pulling her upper half into place. It's her hair. Her back is arched with so much tension she can barely breathe.
When I started to wake up the next morning I could feel myself being carried. I thought maybe I was in a car going home from the party. When I felt my neck being locked to the top of a post I started to wake up more.
I was on my feet and I was bent over. I thought I knew what he wanted to do with me. It's what all men want from me. I wouldn't have minded a little in and out right then, but that's not what he had planned.
His hands roamed over my body. The perv wanted to put his toys inside me. He wanted to spank me and make me cry. I should never have gone to the party.