Juliette Marche Fucked Hard In Pile Driver

Juliette lies on the floor in a brutal pile-driver, wrists lashed to her ankles, knees crushed to her shoulders so her cunt and ass point straight up. Isis walks in, drops to a crouch, and starts caning the soles of her feet. Each strike lands harder; Juliette’s toes twitch and then lock. Isis keeps the pace steady, watching the girl’s mouth open and close around the fat ball-gag, spit sliding down her chin. After a minute the sounds coming out of Juliette aren’t even words—just sharp grunts and half-swallowed yelps. Isis never flinches. She stands over her like a statue, bronze skin shining, swinging the cane in tight, precise arcs. When Juliette’s breath finally fractures into one long, broken howl, Isis tosses the rod aside, kneels between those spread thighs, and works two fingers straight into her asshole. The tight ring swallows them to the knuckle. Isis adds a third, then slides two more into her dripping cunt, thumb rubbing the swelling clit until it’s glossy and fat. She pulls back, grabs the flogger, and lays stripes across Juliette’s pussy until it blooms dark red. Juliette jerks against the ropes, begging through the gag to be fucked. Isis answers by buckling on a thick strap-on, planting her palms on the floor, and driving straight into that stretched cunt. Every thrust slams Juliette’s back into the mat. The only sounds left are skin on skin and Juliette’s muffled, desperate praise for Isis’s ass and the relentless cock pounding her open.