Piercedangel and Kym Wilde

Pierced Angel showed up with a fresh purple bruise blooming across her ass cheek, and Kym Wilde didn’t hesitate to paint the rest of her skin the same shade. Kym buckled her down tight, straps cutting into tits so heavy they looked ready to burst, then got to work. She cracked the whip across that marked ass until every strike echoed, then slid gloved fingers between her cheeks and opened her up without mercy. Angel took it, fists clenched, thighs shaking, until she broke and sprayed clear across the floor, soaking the boards beneath her. Kym didn’t stop. She forced another gush out of her with short, brutal thrusts before Angel sagged, trembling, marked and dripping.