Annabelle Lee

Annabelle Lee begged for months. Today Princess Donna finally answers. Donna presses the cattle prod to Annabelle’s tight ring and her dripping slit. A jolt sends the girl screaming, body bucking hard. She stays put. Donna does it again. The shock hits nerves, makes thighs shake, yet Annabelle’s cunt starts to leak harder. Donna’s grin is thin. She brings the prod back, touches skin, watches Annabelle choke on breath, then keeps the contact until she spasms. Once the girl is trembling, Donna rewards her—fingers deep, mouth on clit, steady strokes that drag thick orgasms out of the same hole that just burned. Annabelle comes until her voice cracks. Donna never looks away.