When we 1st discover Ginger JR has her naked down to her nude arse and on her knees. A big wooden post next to her has a lengthy metal bar jutting out from it. JR has bound her neck to it which keeps her in place. Her arms are in a box tie and that babe has been bit gagged. In her love tunnel JR has mounted a fuck stick. After several minutes of kneeling there that babe starts to discover it taxing. She begins to crack and a tear falls from the corner of her left eye and runs down her cheek. The heavy metal of the gag starts to succumb clear drool from the same corner of her face hole. She begins to whine ever so quietly animal training 1st, the other eye now dropping tears. Her chest heaves rough and her oncoming deconstruction solely serves to bring her down quicker. As her tears and whining build this babe tries to move around greater amount, to discover a greater amount desirable position. Each movement reverberates in her twat throughout the fuck stick. She tries to look around, to somehow settle herself down. JR comes in with a big clear bag and pulls it down over her head and seals it off with a thin leather cord. She freaks. She begins to breath heavier and deeper, the bag expanding and collapsing around her with every drawl this babe takes. She grows into an all out panic...”WAIT!, AWAIT! WAIT!”. She says smth about dying and freaking out. JR just plods ahead and we then see her inside her bag, like a fish out of water. She tries desperately to bring her panic to a manageable level as condensation starts to obscure her vision outward. She takes adult baby breaths to prevent the bag from fully collapsing onto her face as adult baby whines emerge from her face gap.
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