Ebony Goddess Misty Stone Doms and Fucks Lance Hart

Misty Stone sits back, legs crossed, hunting for the one who'll submit without hesitation. Lance Hart steps in unaware, clueless about the game. She orders him naked and he obeys, fast and quiet. That earns him a test run. She slicks his skin with oil, fingers gliding over every inch while his hands stay locked at his sides. Tension builds; he learns to take what she gives. Blindfold on, she shoves the thick strap-on past his lips, pushes deep until he gags, then coats the shaft with spit. She flips him onto his stomach and drives in, the slap of skin echoing off the walls. He groans, voice thick with pain and lust. She rolls him to his back, thrusts harder, eyes locked on the way his body shakes. When he comes, cum spills across his stomach. She scoops it up, feeds it to him, watches him swallow. Prostate toy next—she works it slow, then hard, milking every drop left inside him. Still not finished, she straps a dildo gag into his mouth, climbs over his face, and grinds down until she comes. She leaves him there, used and silent. Next.