Working Out the Kinks

Victor came in to get his hamstring checked, but Vanna had other ideas. She told him to strip. When he hesitated she reached for his cock. He pushed her hand away and told her this wasn’t why he was here. She said if he didn’t do what she wanted she’d make trouble for him. That got under his skin. He grabbed her, spun her around and cracked his palm across her ass hard enough to leave a red print. Before she could catch her breath he pushed her down and drove his thick cock straight into her throat. She gagged but didn’t pull back. He used her mouth like he owned it, then bent her over the table and shoved into her pussy without asking. When she was on her knees on the massage table with her wrists bound, he took her from behind in hard, steady strokes. He clipped tight clamps onto her nipples, then beat her ass with a paddle and crop, stopping only to sink his teeth into the same spot until she cried out. Later, hands still tied behind her, he fucked her on the table again, this time adding a vibrator pressed tight to her clit. He covered her mouth and nose for a few seconds while he squeezed her tits, then slapped her ass raw. Every time she moaned he went deeper, harder. He finished by pulling out and painting her face with a thick load that ran down her chin and onto the table.