Kym Wilde and Jamie Gillis

Kym Wilde straps Jamie Gillis down tight, leather biting into his wrists and ankles. She climbs onto him without a word and starts grinding on that big cock like she’s working out her hips, using the length and weight of him like a piece of gym equipment. Every thrust forward pulls at his balls, stretched and tied off so she can slap them when she wants, each slap sharp and deliberate. His dick throbs against her, thick, heavy, already leaking, but she doesn’t care if he gets off. She cares about how far she can push him, how much pain she can mix with the pressure of her body riding him. He strains against the ropes, muscles jumping, and she just keeps going, faster now, riding that cock like it’s nothing but resistance she has to break down.