Eye Candy

Stella Cox plays dirty games alone in her room. She clips silver clamps to her fat natural tits, lets them bite. She pushes cold metal plugs into her greedy ass and twists. But fingers and toys only get her halfway. She needs a real hand on her throat, a real cock splitting her open. Seth Gamble steps in like he heard her begging from three rooms away. He straps her wrists behind her back, tight rope digging into soft skin, then gags her with a leather bit that makes drool run down her chin. The first slap lands across her clamped tits. She jerks, whimpers. He doesn’t stop. Another strike, harder, until the flesh glows. He bends her over, pries her cheeks apart, works a slick finger into her tight ring and laughs when she pushes back for more. The head of his thick cock follows, stretching her wide in one relentless shove. Stella’s muffled cry vibrates around the gag. Seth fucks her ass hard and steady, slapping her flank every time she tries to squirm away. Sweat slides between her shoulders. He clamps her nipples tighter, tugs, then drives deeper until her hole swallows every inch and her moans turn into broken sobs of need. No mercy, no breaks, just the wet smack of skin on skin and the raw, filthy rhythm of a girl finally getting exactly what she asked for.