stevo and Flower Tucci

Mistress Flower Tucci knows exactly how to greet a new boy. She hangs fifteen pounds of iron off his cock and balls, and watches him strain. Sweat beads on his chest. She leaves the weights swinging while she strips, blonde hair loose, her athletic body all tight curves and smooth skin. When the weights finally come down, she replaces them with her strap-on. She bends him over, gags him, and drives the thick toy in deep, hips snapping hard. Each thrust rocks the table. Drool runs from the corners of the gag. She rides him until her own legs shake, then climbs up, spreads wide, and squirts hard across his bound torso. Hot liquid spatters his stomach and chest. She stays there, dripping, breathing heavy, until every drop is spent.