Divine Mummification Sex

Halloween’s here and Divine Bitches lets Mistress Beretta James slip in, calm, smokey, and mean. She drags fresh meat named Dominic onto the set. He swears he won’t break, but his dick jumps the second she cracks the whip. One rope and he’s straddling a cruel wooden horse, the sharp point grinding straight into his balls and taint. She lashes his chest, threads zippers down his skin, and laughs when every sting just makes him harder. Once he’s shaking, she straps on, shoves in, and fucks his ass deep while the wood keeps biting below. When she’s done with his hole, she starts wrapping—layer after layer of tight black plastic—until only his cock stays free, standing stiff above the shiny cocoon. She strokes it like she owns it, jerks it, milks every drop, then smears the hot load across the only part of his face she left exposed.