Bound and Squirting: Lumi Ray

Lumi Ray wants The Pope to own every inch of her, and today he’s going to wring her pussy dry. The first shudder that runs through her could be lust or dread, but it doesn’t matter. She’s already dripping and he’s not wasting time. He straps her into a rig that pins her upright, thighs parted and helpless, every inch on display. His fingers sink deep and work fast, pumping until a sudden hot gush sprays across the floor. She gasps, shaking, but the flow has only begun. He keeps the rhythm brutal until the stream won’t stop. Next he folds her into a vicious scorpion, elbows wrenched back over cold pipe, leather and chains biting her skin as he feeds his cock into her mouth then drives straight into her cunt. Every thrust pulls another messy arc of squirt from her, soaking the table beneath her until it glistens. For the final round he lays her flat, legs forced wide, and uses his hand like a piston. Wet slaps echo while her body jerks and spurts, again and again, until nothing more comes out. Even then he doesn’t stop. He forces one last orgasm from the empty well, leaving her spent and twitching in her own mess.