Holly Heart

The cuffs bite into her wrists before the first camera finds her. Randy Spears yanks the dress down, straps her to the pole and starts in on her tits with his open hand. Every slap makes the crowd lean closer. He shoves her to her knees, feeds her his cock, and lets the street watch her mouth stretch around it. Holly Heart keeps her eyes up while strangers step in and coat her breasts until they shine. Someone pushes the clown nose onto her face and switches on the plug buried in her ass; the sudden buzz makes her jerk and moan around the next cock. She swallows, gags, gets spun around, and Randy takes her ass in the open air, the electric current pulsing with every thrust. Cum runs in thick ropes across her nipples and down her belly, strangers still aiming for the same target until the camera cuts out in 2010.