Sinful Desires for Miss Voxxx

Miss Voxxx has Charlotte Sins on her knees, legs shaking under that tiny plaid skort. She looks breakable. That just eggs Victoria on. A slap lands on Charlotte's ass, then another, sharp and loud. She shoves her bare foot in Charlotte's face and watches the girl lick like she's starving. Every time Charlotte gets close, Victoria rips the Hitachi away. The denial leaves her twitching and dripping. Soon Charlotte's strung up, swinging, wrists and ankles locked in leather. Victoria steps in with her fat strap-on, shoves it straight past those pretty lips until tears streak down. When she finally drives it into Charlotte's cunt, the swing rocks with every thrust. The Hitachi stays glued to Charlotte's clit; she comes hard, then again, Victoria never easing up. After she drops her, Charlotte's flat on her back, legs yanked to her chest. Nothing left to hide. Victoria works two slick fingers into her asshole, then presses the thick plug past the ring of muscle. She gives it a twist, watches the hole stretch around it. Stockings wrap Charlotte's throat, pulled just tight enough to make her gasp. Every slap to her bare soles lands with a smack. The Hitachi returns, buzzing mean and steady, pulling one last string of broken moans while that plug sits deep inside her.