Ramona and Joey Ray

Ramona looks like the girl who lives next door until the ropes bite into her wrists. Joey Ray pushes her forward, hands bound tight behind her back, and works her open with rough fingers and a hungry mouth. She moans like she’s never felt this before, but the night is just starting. They lace her into black latex that clings like a second skin, yank the corset until her waist disappears, and zip the tall boots up to her thighs. Once she’s locked in, Joey shoves her to her knees. She takes his cock deep, spit running down the shiny front of her corset. He flips her over the bench, ties her ankles apart, and slides into her ass while she gasps into the leather. Every thrust pushes her face into the bench; every slap lands hard on her latex-covered thigh. She stops being the neighbor and becomes exactly what the outfit says she is.