Joanna's Boutique: Joanna Angel Takes It Out On Her Cheap Customer

At Joanna's boutique, the black-haired owner moves like a storm in latex. Every curve is a warning. She plays the charming shop girl until cheapskate Ruckus walks in hunting bargains. He wants something for his girlfriend; Joanna offers latex and soon sees the price tag killing his mood. She picks out the cheapest thong on the rack and orders him to step into it. His hesitation earns a cold stare. He obeys, pulling the thin black latex over his cock. Joanna's eyes flash when she sees the dull finish. She unsnaps a bottle of lube and rubs the thong herself, fingers working the slick over his cock. The material tightens, and his body betrays him. Hard without permission. She snaps her fingers and points at the floor. Ruckus drops, tongue on her boots, licking every inch the way a cheapskate should. She grinds her ass on his face, forces the latex against his mouth until it gleams. Then she yanks the thong aside and plants her wet pussy on his tongue, using his mouth for her clit until she's dripping. She rides his face, thighs clamped, cumming hard while he gasps. When she’s finished she hauls him up, straps him into the suspension rig, and slams a strap-on deep into him. No lube beyond spit and attitude. Ruckus hangs and takes it, muscles straining against the ropes, athletic body jolting with every thrust. Satisfied, she drops him to the floor, mounts his cock, and uses him like a toy, grinding out one orgasm after another. Only when her own pleasure is spent does she wrap her fist around his shaft and allow him to shoot his load across her boots. She lifts one boot to his mouth and makes him lick every drop clean.