BALLGAGGER - LAURA NOIRET

Laura Noiret waits with the collar locked tight around her throat. Her hands stay quiet at her sides while the man she calls master watches her give in without a fight. The moment stretches, heavy and charged, until he fists her hair and drags her face down onto his cock. The ballgag keeps her jaws spread, slicking the length that slams past it, spit running thick down her chin. He uses her mouth the way he wants, thrusts turning rougher, until he pulls free and paints her face white. She stays on her knees, cum sliding over skin and collar, marked, used, owned.