Cunt Hunt
Jan 12, 2018
Gina Valentina has a rap sheet of bad behavior. Ramon Nomar plans to correct every line. She stands collared, gagged, nipples crushed by tight clamps while he lays the crop and flogger across her skin in short, stinging bursts. When the gag comes out she wraps her mouth around his cock, wet, noisy, then snaps her teeth down hard. Ramon cuts the ropes and sends her naked into the trees. Her ass bounces once, twice, then vanishes between trunks. He waits a beat, then follows. Branches crack. She tries to hide, breath fast, but he snatches her by the hair and drags her back. Inside the cabin he folds her onto hands and knees, wrists locked behind her, and drives straight into the cunt he just chased. Each thrust spreads her open around his thick shaft. A Hitachi presses her clit; she begs for release and earns it only after he makes her repeat the words. Later she’s bound on the couch, legs spread, vibrator humming while he crops her tits and works two fingers into her ass. The zapper bites her skin in time with the pounding, and every orgasm rolls through her louder than the last. She’s dripping, shaking, owned. Hunting season is open.
Cunt Hunt
Jan 12, 2018
Gina Valentina has a rap sheet of bad behavior. Ramon Nomar plans to correct every line. She stands collared, gagged, nipples crushed by tight clamps while he lays the crop and flogger across her skin in short, stinging bursts. When the gag comes out she wraps her mouth around his cock, wet, noisy, then snaps her teeth down hard. Ramon cuts the ropes and sends her naked into the trees. Her ass bounces once, twice, then vanishes between trunks. He waits a beat, then follows. Branches crack. She tries to hide, breath fast, but he snatches her by the hair and drags her back. Inside the cabin he folds her onto hands and knees, wrists locked behind her, and drives straight into the cunt he just chased. Each thrust spreads her open around his thick shaft. A Hitachi presses her clit; she begs for release and earns it only after he makes her repeat the words. Later she’s bound on the couch, legs spread, vibrator humming while he crops her tits and works two fingers into her ass. The zapper bites her skin in time with the pounding, and every orgasm rolls through her louder than the last. She’s dripping, shaking, owned. Hunting season is open.
