Rubber Boy, Rubber Toy

Miss Brittany Andrews towers over him in thigh-high platform stilettos and a leather corset. XXX Slayer is strapped to the dentist chair, ball-gag jammed between his teeth, latex mask pulled tight over his face. His crotch-less latex pants leave everything exposed. One look at his frightened little cock and Brittany starts mocking him. She slaps his dick, twists it, makes him whine into the gag. Clover clamps bite down on his nipples. She crops the clamps, crops his balls, crops the fear right out of him. A second latex hood gets yanked over the first, sealing him in. On his knees now, ass up. She zaps him, paddles him, then sinks her fist straight into his hole. The gape she leaves behind pulses. She flogs the open wound of his back, straps on, and fucks him deep. Flat on the chair again, she plants her perfect ass over his masked face and grinds until she’s slick. Only when she’s satisfied does she tell him to get hard. He obeys. She mounts him, rides until she comes, then lets him spill as his reward.