Bank Teller's Fantasy: Jasmine

Jasmine crossed paths with Isis Love at the bank. One look at what Isis does and she called in sick the next morning. She shows up here raw and wide-eyed, wrists already wrapped in rope. Isis keeps her bent over the desk, leather strap cracking across her ass in hard, steady strokes until the skin burns red. Then the strap-on comes out. Jasmine takes it deep in her ass while Isis pins her wrists and pushes deeper, each thrust forcing a choked sound from her throat. The cuffs stay on. So does the blindfold. Every slap, every thrust, every bruise is right there for you to watch.