Slutty Little Cum Rag

Alaina Taylor’s fresh on the menu and Codey Steele’s already got her pinned. She’s no stranger to pain—she’s a dyed-in-the-wool pain slut. Right now she’s bound to a fuck-box, heels wobbling under her, bit-gag stretching her jaw, tiny cropped shirt barely clinging on while she waits for cock. Codey drags the crop over her skin, then grabs her big tits and slaps them red. Two fingers slide into her tight pussy; the vibrator follows and she’s already soaking. He shoves his thick cock down her throat and she works like she was born to do it. Clothes-pins pinch her nipples and her cunt; he keeps using her mouth anyway. Blindfold on. She’s bent over the box now, ass high, feet flat. The flogger cracks across her cheeks. Codey lines up, sinks into her slick hole, fucks her deep, then pulls out so she can taste herself off his shaft. He slams back in, hard, fast, relentless. A cane cuts sharp lines across her ass and thighs before he’s buried inside her again. Final round: on her back, arms crossed, legs spread wide. His hand locks around her throat, hips hammering. She’s babbling, shaking, coming so hard the words won’t form. When he’s finished wrecking her, he unloads across her used cunt, coating that swollen pink clit.