Casting Couch 4 Buxom Bella's first shoot!

Peter grabs Bella Rossi’s big tits the second she sits down. He squeezes, twists, sucks hard until both nipples stand out slick and red, then he goes back for more, working them like he’s checking produce at the market. Bella’s chest heaves, breath catching each time his teeth graze skin. Lochai slides two fingers straight into her cunt, pumping deep, pulling back only to slap her clit and drive in again. Every wet sound fills the tiny room. Bella moans around the fat red ball gag they shoved between her teeth earlier; drool leaks down her chin and drips onto her tits. Rope bites into her upper arms, pinning them behind her. Peter slaps one breast, watches it bounce, slaps the other, harder, leaving handprints that bloom pink. Lochai keeps fingering, knuckles buried, free hand cracking down on her ass in short, sharp bursts that make the flesh quiver. Bella’s hips twitch forward, chasing the fingers even as the ropes hold her still. By the time they step back, sweat shines on her skin and the bench beneath her is damp. Peter wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Lochai gives a short nod. They don’t bother taking the gag out. She’s booked.