Sexy TSA Agent has the Tables Turned and Finds Herself the One Getting Inspected

Cherry Torn walks the line at airport security, badge on her chest, attitude in her voice. She picks the wrong passenger. Rain DeGrey turns the tables in seconds. Cherry ends up cuffed to her own desk, shirt ripped open, skirt hiked, underwear shoved to her ankles. Rain keeps the cattle prod handy, lets the current bite whenever Cherry hesitates. She circles, smacks thighs red, forces legs wider. The first jolt lands across Cherry’s ass; she jerks and moans at once. Rain works the toy deeper, twisting, shocking again. Cherry’s nipples tighten, clit swells. Rain slides a harnessed cock between Cherry’s slick folds and drives in hard, every thrust timed with another spark that makes Cherry’s hips buck. She grinds Cherry onto the strap-on until the agent’s wrists burn against the cuffs. Cherry comes shaking, face pressed to cold metal, voice hoarse from begging and cursing in the same breath. Rain keeps her there until the shift change, leaving her marked, wet, and used.