Lilly Kingston is aka smoking blonde

She looked back at me, her face full of surrender. She didn’t protest this time, but nodded compliantly. I added the last weight. Prestira arched her back as the sensation took hold of her, the facial weights clanking together as her body shook with my thrusts. I removed the weights from her chain, and her breasts bounced back in response, the tension snapping in her form. She mewled around her gag, her eyes softening as they looked up at me, full of surrender. She grinded into me gratefully, her motions only for me, graceful and generous. I could feel the pressure in my loins beginning to build. Prestira was contracting around me, her vaginal muscles flexing, her legs shaking with spasms tits of ecstasy that shot from her pelvis. I let the ball from her mouth loose to hear a string of profanity blonde blast from her lips. “Say it.” I whispered into her ear, pumping so hard her pelvis bounced off crotch, the reverberations of small my impact rippling deep in her clenching cunt. She gazed from racoon eyes, the liner smeared down her cheeks, a portrait of lecherous defeat. “Say it.” I hissed. Her red lips parted, each breath a labor of ecstasy, each exhalation a cry. “You win!” She mewled, her expression supplicant and lustful, “Now fuck me like you hate me!” I removed the chain that bound her ankles to her wrists, spread her legs, and held her upright against me, her bound hands forced upward behind my head by the chain that hung from the ceiling. Prestira’s back arched against me, her chest jutting forth to display her breasts, jiggling in a circular dance as I drove into her. She tilted her moaning face and pressed her mouth to mine, her tongue wrestling with my own, trying to gain a small victory in her lustful defeat. I wouldn’t yield even a small concession, and I pulled her head from mine with a yank of her hair, teens and plunged my tongue into her mouth. With a final whimper, Prestira surrendered to me completely. I watched our brutal joining from the mirror on the wall. My cock was a piston, her swollen pink labia pulling outward with my retreat, only to be sucked back in with my thrust. I pressed her against the mirror, her breath fogging the glass as her tits squished against it. “Look at yourself, Prestira, what do you see?” “A dirty little slut getting what she deserves!” Prestira cried, the orgasm building within her. I pressed my lips to her ear. “Now kiss that dirty little slut.” Prestira tongued her reflection, her eyes closed in bliss as though the mirror was kissing back. The image of my defiant lover reduced to such a lowly state pushed me over the edge. She leaned against the desk where I had teens just stood and opened her blouse then unharnessed her large breasts. It was pointless arguing with Ryan; he always gets his way so I looked round to make sure that no one else could see us then stepped out of my skirt. Apparently there was facial another good but less-spectacularly-situated hostel nearer the town centre where the trickle of passing wet-season backpackers could stay. "Yes. She taught PE and coached the football team. I was going to have so much fun cleaning my dick. I could stand to tits lose a few pounds, but my curves all fall in the right places. But for Bully, she was just a bitch in heat to be bred. Her struggle for breath is felt against my balls as my hips shift my cock in her mouth. I went in the office and found the silk-like white shorts I had brought from home. blonde Eventually, I heard the motor backing up the swat arm then I screamed. “I'm admiring that ass of yours. At one point I took off my seatbelt and dipped my head into his lap. Eyes looked pleading, mouths opened and oh’s. ahhhhs and a variety of other epitaphs were spewing out. “And I REALLY wouldn’t recommend walking home like that.” Then I met Kalie Fairclough, the city manager. I spilled across her mouth. Every thrust hitting her throat that had her cough and gag. "Where are my parents?" Derrick could only sigh again putting his face into small his hands.