Fugitive Biker Bar Gets Serviced! - Part 2

Tied in rope, Melody's smiling cunt turns into a magnet for every phone in the bar. They line up for snapshots. Minerva starts with the flogger, leather cracking across her back, then brings out the zapper. One jolt and Melody screams, coming hard while the crowd whoops. She stays burning hot, so Minerva spits a mouthful of cold water straight onto her face and between her legs. Heels hit the floor and some biker drops to his knees, sucking her small toes like they're his last meal. But Melody's ticklish; Minerva's fingers turn the foot worship into frantic laughter and twitching. Then the real service starts. One biker after another pushes a fat cock past her lips, the thickest ones stretching her pussy until it looks impossible. She takes every inch they give her, and when they're done she ends up painted white, cum running down her thighs onto the bar floor.