Stripper Punishment

Casey Calvert walks in and catches Samantha Bentley red-handed with the cash. She slams the drawer shut and grabs her by the hair. No talking. Just action. Bentley gets bent over the edge of the bed, skirt flipped, panties gone. Calvert’s palm lands hard across bare cheeks, again and again, until the skin blooms red. She spits on Bentley’s asshole, works two fingers in deep, then adds a third. Four. Knuckles. The whole fist disappears. Bentley moans into the mattress while her hole stretches wide. Calvert pulls out, shows the gape, then rams her fist back inside, twisting, pushing deeper. She switches to a fat dildo, pounds the open hole, then straps on a thick cock and drives in to the base. Bentley takes every inch, her ass swallowing it, cheeks spread. Calvert leans down, tongue flat, licks around the stretched rim, tastes her own work. She fists again, pulls the hand free, leaves the hole yawning. The punishment ends only when Bentley can’t clench anymore, just lies there wrecked and wide open, every thrust and slap still ringing in her skin.