Brooke Adams

Brooke Lee Adams learns fast what rope can do. Mark Davis binds her tight, wrists behind her back, knees spread wide. Metal clamps bite her nipples and her natural breasts swell around them. She takes his cock in her mouth, drool stringing down to the hardwood. One thick finger pushes past the tight ring of her ass while she gags on every inch. He works her open until she shudders, then drives the rest of his big dick straight into that slick hole. She can’t move. She can’t speak. A fat red ball gag fills her mouth. The vibrator hits her clit on high. Every muscle locks as the orgasm rips through her, muffled screams caught behind rubber. Davis doesn’t stop. He finger-fucks her ass again, knuckle-deep, until her whole body jerks and the next climax tears a second scream from her throat. 2009 left its mark on her that night—marks you can still see in the bruises.