Girl Next Door

Bobbi Starr shows up like any neighbor you’d glance at twice on the street. She never tied before, then the ropes went on and she stayed. Elbows crushed together, her mouth opened hungry for cock. A ball gag cut her words short. When the hook slid into her ass the tug pulled her head back, arched, helpless. She kicked and moaned but the orgasms kept coming—her body gave them up while her mind tried to say no. She loved the fight and she loved losing. Every time the ropes tightened she went still, surrendered, dripping, eyes wide in the dark.