Abella Danger Gapes Savanna Fox's Ass and Fists it til she squirts

Savanna Fox presses her bare ass to the bars of her cage, hips rolling like she’s testing the locks. Abella Danger, supposed to stand watch over every caged body in the place, stops mid-step. Savanna slides a thick plug in first, then a bigger one, stretching herself open in slow, deliberate pulls. When the muscle finally gives, Abella drops to her knees, face shoved between cold steel, dragging in lungfuls of that warm, dirty scent before her tongue pushes deep. The taste drives her; she sucks and bites until Savanna’s hole blooms around her lips. Abella grabs a bigger toy, wedges it in until Savanna’s rim clutches and shudders. Then she fists her—knuckles slick, wrist sinking past the second ring—until the muscle spasms wide and stays open. Only when Savanna’s wrecked and dripping does Abella strap the monster cock around her hips, driving it in until Savanna gapes around every thrust, squirting hard onto the cage floor.