Fresh Talent

Madison walks into the casting office like fresh bait. Felony sizes her up behind the desk. The blonde’s body fills out every curve, tits pushing hard against thin fabric. Felony offers a drink, then rope. Madison ends up blindfolded, wrists cinched behind her, ankles strapped wide on cold steel. The agent’s strap-on hangs heavy between her legs, thick and ready. She works it into Madison’s ass slow and mean while the girl’s tongue stays busy between Felony’s cheeks, lapping like she’s been taught. Every thrust pushes deeper. Every lick keeps her quiet. The room smells like sweat and lube. Madison moans through the gag of skin, and Felony just smiles and pushes harder.