The Return of Annie Cruz!!!

Cherry Torn doesn’t waste time. The moment Annie Cruz steps back onto the dungeon floor, she grabs her by the hair, spins her around, and plants a slap so hard it echoes off the brick. Annie gasps, knees already going soft, but Cherry keeps her upright and starts the real work. A flogger cracks across Annie’s ass until the skin blooms dark. Another across her tits. Cherry yanks Annie’s head back, forces eye contact, then sits on her face and grinds until Annie’s mouth is shiny with spit and need. Fingers slam into her cunt next—two, then three—while Cherry laughs low at how fast Annie starts to shake. When the big dick-on-a-stick comes out, Annie’s hips buck like she’s starving. Cherry fucks her deep, then pulls it free and swaps it for a thick strap-on that stretches Annie’s pussy first, then her ass, slow, mean, relentless. Every thrust makes Annie whimper louder until her whole body locks up and the orgasm rips through her, legs trembling, eyes rolled back. Cherry doesn’t let up. She rides the aftershocks, keeps Annie pinned, keeps her full, keeps her coming until the room smells like sweat, leather, and sex.