Put Away Wet: Zoe Sparx Squirts Under Charles Dera's Punishing Cock

Zoe Sparx hangs naked in the warehouse, wrists chained above her head, ball gag stretching her mouth. Charles Dera steps in with a flogger and a crop, laying stripes across her tits and the slick lips between her legs. A spiked wheel traces her nipples until they stiffen, then rolls down to prick the tender flesh of her pussy. Fear and want mix on her face. He unties her only to strap her to a table, cock already hard. He shoves it past the gag, into her throat, spit running down her chin. When he pulls out, her eyes are glassy, mouth open and waiting. Charles hauls her onto her back next, legs locked to the floor above her head, cunt and asshole on full display. He crops her there—sharp, stinging blows—and slides the leather tongue between her folds. Then he spits straight into her hole and drives in, thick shaft splitting her open. She takes it tight at first, then looser, getting used to being fucked for someone else’s pleasure. A vibrator hums against her clit. Zoe jerks, cries out, and suddenly sprays, soaking her own belly. He doesn’t stop. He keeps pounding until she squirts again. Now she’s spread on the table, legs tied wide. Charles climbs between them and slams back inside, one hand choking her throat, the other swinging the flogger across her tits. She comes fast, body shaking. He yanks his cock out, still shiny with her cum, and feeds it to her mouth so she tastes every drop. Then he slams back in and works the vibrator against her again. Every thrust pulls another orgasm from her until she’s begging for more. Finally Charles pulls out, strokes once, twice, and paints her freshly used cunt with thick ropes of cum, leaving her dripping and wrecked.