Disorderly Cunt Gets Taught A Fucking Lesson

Samantha walks in wearing leather that sticks to every curve, and the room already smells like old cum and trouble. She climbs onto the pool table without asking, lips curled like she dares anyone to stop her. A hand grabs her hair. Another yanks the straps down. They bend her over the felt, spread her ass, and work her open until she’s stretched and gasping. Cock slides in deep, then pulls out slick and pushes straight into her mouth. She takes it, throat tight, eyes wet, while the table creaks under her. Every thrust knocks her forward. Every slap lands harder. The leather straps bite her wrists. Cum smears across the green felt, and she’s still there, mouth open, ass offered, begging without a single word.