Sara Faye Wants More

Sara Faye came back hungry. Harmony pushed her further this time—more pain, harder rope. She bent her over her knee and painted that ass red with a sharp, steady spanking. Then she strung her upright against the wall, locked a cruel crotch rope between her legs, and hung weights from her nipples and cunt. Sara Faye hung there and took it, breathing through every sharp tug. Harmony strapped on the heavy cock, hoisted her off the ground, and fucked her in mid-air. Sara Faye choked on the thick silicone, came once, then came again. Later, strapped tight in thick leather and locked behind the spider gag, she pressed her tongue deep into Harmony’s ass and pussy, worshiping both holes until they dripped. Finally, Harmony flipped her on her back, pinned her arms across her own throat, and fucked another orgasm straight out of her.