The Cutest Little Pile Driver

Kristina Rose just hit the floor. We strap her legs back so her body folds in half, knees pinned by her head, that sweet round ass and shaved pussy aimed straight up at us. She smiles big, eyes shining, clearly in love with every bit of it. We wrap rubber bands tight around her toes and start to tickle. She yelps, tries to twist, but there’s nowhere to go. The flogger lands next, thick and heavy across both cheeks, marking her with red. She gasps, then laughs, that dirty little spark still burning. Next come the clothespin zippers, clipped in a straight line from ass cheek down the back of each thigh to her ankles. She feels every one bite. Then the thick dildo slides deep into her cunt and the vibrator lands on her clit. We fuck her hard, waiting, timing it just right. When she’s right on the edge, we yank the zippers. Pins rip free in a fast, stinging line. Kristina howls, comes like it hurts, body shaking in the tight steel.