Bobbi Starr Destroyed!

Bobbi Starr walked into the setup believing she had time. Instead, Nacho Vidal hit the room before she could catch her breath. The cameras had watched her the whole time—office, makeup chair, hallway—and he arrived early to catch her on edge. She went from chatting to choking on cock before she had a chance to sit. He moved her like he owned her, hands in her hair, body bent and yanked open, every hole used before the ropes came out. When they locked her on all fours, the ass hook fed right into the harness gag, pinning her tight. Each twitch pulled her harder, and the pain mixed with the deep stretch until she floated out of herself. Later, legs forced back and tied, she took his cock again, nothing left to do but come. She stayed wrecked, dripping, empty, and still hungry.