Princess Donna just finished with Big Tre when they grabbed her. Matt Williams and Milan were already in her car. They stripped her down, wrapped her tight to a cold steel table. Plastic stretched over every inch of her skin. A plug already sat deep in her ass. Pictures of her stared back from the plastic-covered walls. Matt and Milan yank her awake. Milan shoves his thick cock down her throat. No warm-up. Just meat and spit. Matt presses a vibrator hard against her clit. She fights it but her body betrays her. She comes fast, shaking against the wrap. They flip her. Milan drives into her pussy while his boot pins her face to the table. Every thrust knocks the air out of her. He doesn’t ease up. He just fucks. Later they drop her onto a filthy mattress. Milan spreads her ass and slams straight in. No lube. Just raw. He stretches her open, pounds deep until his load paints her back. Matt scoops spit from her mouth, seals it, and leaves her there—bound, wrecked, dripping.
Princess Donna just finished with Big Tre when they grabbed her. Matt Williams and Milan were already in her car. They stripped her down, wrapped her tight to a cold steel table. Plastic stretched over every inch of her skin. A plug already sat deep in her ass. Pictures of her stared back from the plastic-covered walls. Matt and Milan yank her awake. Milan shoves his thick cock down her throat. No warm-up. Just meat and spit. Matt presses a vibrator hard against her clit. She fights it but her body betrays her. She comes fast, shaking against the wrap. They flip her. Milan drives into her pussy while his boot pins her face to the table. Every thrust knocks the air out of her. He doesn’t ease up. He just fucks. Later they drop her onto a filthy mattress. Milan spreads her ass and slams straight in. No lube. Just raw. He stretches her open, pounds deep until his load paints her back. Matt scoops spit from her mouth, seals it, and leaves her there—bound, wrecked, dripping.
