Christie Stevens offers her tits and cunt like payment at the altar. She kneels, bare, and begs Maitresse Madeline to reveal what she’s really meant for. Madeline answers by throwing four stiff cocks at her feet. Christie drops to work, throat open, spit sliding down her chin while her wrists stay cinched behind her back. They pound her pussy raw, then shove a fist inside until her stomach flutters. When she’s stretched and dripping, two of them split her open at once, one buried deep in her ass, the other stretching her cunt wider than before. Christie takes every inch without a word of mercy asked. She wanted fate. This is what it feels like.
Christie Stevens offers her tits and cunt like payment at the altar. She kneels, bare, and begs Maitresse Madeline to reveal what she’s really meant for. Madeline answers by throwing four stiff cocks at her feet. Christie drops to work, throat open, spit sliding down her chin while her wrists stay cinched behind her back. They pound her pussy raw, then shove a fist inside until her stomach flutters. When she’s stretched and dripping, two of them split her open at once, one buried deep in her ass, the other stretching her cunt wider than before. Christie takes every inch without a word of mercy asked. She wanted fate. This is what it feels like.