Anal Cult

Casey Calvert kneels in her white wedding dress, flowers still in her hair, and opens her mouth for Small Hands' cock. He ties her wrists, then drives himself down her throat until her eyes water. She's about to take his load when she bolts for the trees, terrified of the ass-fucking that comes next. He finds her hiding and drags her back. Rope blinds her, fills her mouth, and pins her face-down over the bed, one leg raised so everything shows. He flogs her ass and thighs, then paddles her until the skin glows hot pink. Without wasting another second he shoves his thick cock straight into her ass. He pounds deep while rubbing her clit, switching holes until she begs him to stop. The ceremony isn't over. He straps her into a chair, legs spread wide, and starts again—crop cracking across her bare feet, hand tight around her throat, cock slamming her pussy until she shakes and comes. Another long round of anal leaves her moaning and twitching. Finally he spreads her on her back in tight rope, fucks both holes hard and fast, and pulls out just in time to shoot his load into a ceremonial bowl, anointing his new bride with every drop.