Bondage Fuck Fest: Victoria Voxxx and Tommy Pistol

Victoria knows how to take it rough. Tommy starts her off on her back, rope biting into her wrists and ankles, while he stands over her with a bucket. He pours the water across her face until she’s choking and gasping, and she doesn’t tap out. She just opens wider. Once she’s soaked and shaking, he climbs on. He eats her like he’s starving, tongue and teeth everywhere, then drives his cock in until the table creaks. She’s still catching her breath when he flips her. Face down, ass up, chest harness cinched tight, arms yanked behind her. He slaps her ass red, then slams back inside, switching holes whenever he feels like it. Every thrust knocks the air out of her. By the last round she’s trussed in a chest harness, arms pinned useless, body offered up. He fucks her like he owns the right, raw and mean, until he pulls out and paints her face and tits with everything he’s got left.