Mona Wales milks her daddy's new associate for assets

Mona Wales spots a mark when she sees one. Georgio? Built like a safe full of stolen cash. She wants her father’s secrets. Georgio wants the taste of his own ruin. One look at the way she moves and he’s already nodding. Mona doesn’t ask twice. She drops him to the floor, plants one heel on his chest, and feeds him the arch of her stockinged foot until his tongue remembers its place. Then the real work starts. Over her knee he goes, her palm cracking against bare skin until it glows. Cuffs bite his wrists. The crop snaps across his cock in short, mean strokes that make his eyes water. When she kicks his balls he stays hard. The leak gives him away. She laughs, gags him, threads twine around his cock and balls, then strings clothespins from his tongue down his chest like a crooked necklace. Each breath tugs another pin. Mona climbs onto his face and rides until his muffled moans vibrate straight through her. When she’s slick and satisfied she sinks onto his cock, fucks him like she owns the debt he’s still paying off. Her come coats his stomach. She lets him finish only so the pins can tear free at the same moment he shoots. Afterward she pushes two fingers inside him, works his prostate until he shakes, then straps the harness around her hips. The dildo sinks home in one smooth thrust. Georgio jerks, half pain, half worship. Mona rides him open, waterboards him with her squirt, and makes him swear out loud while the taste is still on his tongue. One final kiss seals it. From that second on, everything he has is hers.