Thanks For Cumming

She kneels. Nothing on but restraints. Cane marks her ass, quick and hard, and she gasps like she forgot how to breathe. Crop bites her thighs next, leaving pink streaks. The vibe kicks on between her legs and her back arches hard, toes clawing for something that isn’t there. The headset drops over your ears. Natalie Brooks appears, hungry mouth already open, already wet. She leans in, wraps her lips around your cock and takes it deep, tongue working like she wants to earn the next hit. Every lash lands on her real skin, but it’s Natalie who moans when the vibrator forces her over the edge. She keeps sucking through the shakes, throat tight, eyes watering, body twitching each time the cane lands again. She won’t stop until you tell her to.