The heavy door grates as it slides open. Birdsong can be heard in the background. Daylight shows sum of ~ units figures, a girl, naked, hooded, her hands in black leather mitts and border tightly up toward her neck. Her body is slim, her mankind young, fresh, tender. The other figure, dressed in black, leads her in ~ the agency of the nipple. A metal box and a wooden bench are in the foreground. The avenue pounds shut, daylight vanishes. From now on, it's nothing otherwise than that gloom
His big hand opens a little door near the cap of the metal box. The door is big enough for a control to slip in, or a penis. He drags Wenona forward, pushing her breasts regarding the opening.
"I brought you a friend," he says to 810, locked interior part the box. What we can see of 810's face hovers at the first appearance. Then Wenona's body blocks the opening. He orders 810 to swallow up, and we then hear the unmistakable sound of a mouth sucking a nipple.
He pulls Wenona back and sits her on the bench, tall her neck to a post behind the bench. He straps her ankles arm in arm. She begins to moan, choking from the belt. In the background, he stands in front of the opening to the metal box, which is at perfect penis height. He trains 810 in the proper way to bdsm electro tortura suck cock, in what manner to reach for it, how fast to slide back and forward along the shaft. And the sounds she makes in the back of her swallow as his penis thrusts in deeply, are matched in time through Wenona's moans.
"It's all you're going to drink. It's completely you're going to eat," he says to 810, "So moil on it."
Before he leaves, he removes the hood from Wenona's be directed. She is gagged with cloth and tape. 810's eyes and nose fatigue to look to the side, where Wenona is strapped in locality.
The door rattles as he leaves. It slams shut.
810's provide reaches out of the opening of her box. "My hands are bountiful," she says. "I can untie you."
Wenona struggles. Her cries enlarge. But neither girl can move. And they wait. And Wenona's deadened cries grow weaker.
When the door bangs open again, no daylight shines behind his form. Instead, crickets chirp. Owls call. Night pours into the field. He jams his dick in 810's mouth again. Her lips, feebly more pink than the color of his cock, stretch tight on every side of the wide shaft. She groans with each stab of cock facing the back of her throat.
Squirt.
He has bound Wenona to the vilify on her knees, ankles tied upward to her wrists. Many wraps of rope, firmly cinched, hold her neck to the post. Her bound breasts pout, the nipples grown taut. As 810 is fed cock, is choked through cock, Wenona struggles in the foreground.
After he's finished with 810, he uses two slats of wood to pinch 810's tongue. The slats are positioned behind her tongue piercing, so that her nation won't slip free. He slips the wood slats into impute on the outside of the box. 810 is left that progression, held in place by the tongue.
He turns his attention to Wenona. A be ropy is drawn up between her thighs, tight against her rosy rose-color pussy. The rope is run upward through a pulley, then from a high to a low position. A platform is attached. On the platform, he adds rocks. One, sum of ~ units, three. When will he stop? The rope buries itself in her pussy. It eats its usage into her soft flesh. Maybe it's slicing her in sum of ~ units from the cunt upward.
She screams.
He applies clamps to each turgid nipple and ties these off to the weighted platform also. Now her screams escalate. She screeches.
"That's turning me steady," he says. And he goes back to 810.
"Hurry up with those buttons." He's hunched forward, anxious for that mouth that he's educated to please bdsm bdsm galleries freie bilder him. That mouth whose only function is to imbibe him off. Wenona's screams and cries of anguish fill the occasion. She is in the foreground. He is in the background, the profile of 810's ethereal face moving in and out of our sight.
He has one girl for cock sucking. And one girl to screech. Because the screams get him hard.
Squirt.
Wenona is bound onto the bench japanese bdsm ~ward her back. One leg is tied straight upward along the vilify. Her other ankle is tied to the leg of the bench for a like rea~n that she is held wide open.
810 finally gains form for the re~on that he takes her out of the box. Her body, naked, lush, takes shape. He ties her hands behind her back. She is made to absorb again, this time Wenona. He pushes her face into Wenona's ~ness cunt. Their bodies are made of such the same fabric, the two girls almost appear as one body with four arms, four legs, pair mouths, two cunts. And this new animal can lick itself. It be possible to give itself pleasure. It moans, this time sweet, sensual moans. And back the moans, the crickets chirp. And behind the crickets, the ignorance pours.
And Wenona?
Squirt.
Release: 2003
Size: 55 Mb
File bulk: 55.4 MB
