Cruzing 4 Sluts

Lindsey Cruz rolled back into town with her books and that stuck-up look she picked up overseas. Time to tear it down. She tries to play coy, but the second the gag straps behind her teeth she starts drooling like the old days. Lydia watches, eyes sharp, counting every sloppy inch Lindsey chokes down. When the cane cracks across Lindsey’s ass she jerks forward, forcing herself deeper, gagging hard. Clothespins bite into soft skin, tugging with each flinch. Lydia leans in, voice low, telling her to take more. Another stripe lands and Lindsey’s throat tightens around the cock like she never left.