Isis Love Takes Revenge on Gorgeous Debutante Runway Model

Ana Foxxx used to walk runways. Now she’s bound and staring at Isis Love like the perfect dress just turned on her. Isis takes her time. She strips the tiara, hikes the gown, presses the electrodes right to that untouched cunt and switches them on. Ana jerks, swears, then moans as the current licks her open and the fingers follow. She comes fast, loud, like she’s ashamed of how easy it is. Isis flips her into doggy, works the samurai in deep, then swaps for the fat acrylic plug. The thing seats with a wet pop and the current climbs again. Ana shakes, drips, begs. Isis climbs up, grinds her soaked pussy across those full lips until she comes and makes Ana clean every drop with her tongue. Next Isis rigs the suspension: arms high, ankles cuffed, sticky pads on the abs, rubber loops biting the high arches. Ana hangs like expensive meat. Isis steps in with the strap-on and fucks the last of that runway-girl virginity right out of her, pounding until the cries turn hoarse. Every few strokes she zaps a fresh patch of skin and watches the muscles snap. When she’s finished she leaves Ana swinging, sweat running down every curve, chest heaving, holes still twitching from the current.