So that I would feel some pleasure from my stretches I added a crotch string. To make me body foward to get the best stretch I added the leather collar and tied that string to the spreader bar as well. I wasn't going to make this easy on myself, I needed to not chicken out when it started to hurt.
They don’t get much better than Alyssa Lynn. It isn’t just that she is tan, blonde and sporting boobs the size of mountains. She honestly loves this stuff. This is not some bored starlet coasting through for a paycheck, this is a sexual athlete ready to be put thorough her paces. She can’t wait to get started, and frankly neither can we. Some BBC and a sybian should do the trick. Bound on her back with her oiled flesh gleaming and those giant tits pointed towards the ceiling and a sybian bolted in place onto her shaved pussy, Alyssa is ready for the ride of her life. Which we dish out with vigor and great enthusiasm. The switch is flipped on, the world’s most powerful vibrator gets to work and we do as well. The set up is simple…facefuck her into next week as she cums her brains out over and over and over again.
Outdoor bondage is so damn sexy. It's hot to be out in the woods with a beautiful woman, it's even hotter when she is naked and tied to the trees. Alina West is definitely a beautiful woman and she is driving us wild in the wilderness.
There is a certain element of exhibitionism that comes along with being tied up, even in the deepest parts of the forest. You never know if there is a hunter or hiker just around the corner, and as helpless as Alina is ther eis no way she could do anything about it if they decided to join into our fun. Honestly, the way that Alina's body is responding to the torment, she probably wouldn't mind. Rope bondage makes her wet as hell, corporal punishment turns her on even more.
By the time we get her home Alina is ready for her holes to be used. She would be begging for a cock inside of her, but she knows that asking for something is the surest way not to get it. When Jack Hammer starts giving her that big, black cock she takes it like a sexual champion. Multiple orgasms later she is used shell, and ready for the next cock.
Knowing that Turkey Dinner was right around the corner I needed to get my jazzercise on before I consumed way too much food! So there is nothing like a little jog to burn those calories.
Oh, Cadence. She is quite the character. I wonder what is actually taking place beneath that thin veneer? Cadence makes it difficult to pin down, and yet it is so obvious.
You'd think those big brown eyes of hers would be watching her tormentor. But she isn't the least bit interested. Instead, watch as Cadence turns her eyes away from her tormentor to instead gaze at her own image that's projected on the studio monitor. She can't help but be repeatedly drawn to her own reflection. Her own likeness.
This young Narcissist sits by her figurative pond, just as in the myth, so deeply in love with her own reflection that she forgets to eat, thus rendering her helplessly consumed by her own grandiose pride. Or is it insecurity? Is there a difference?
Being consumed by her own self, this particular bondage drama isn't between she and I. There is no room in her mind's drama for a supporting role. Cadence is the star and it is a one-woman show. This bondage drama is happening within the confines of Cadence's own psyche. Let's all watch as it unfolds....