Lessons in Submission: Lisa’s Domination Lessons in Submission: Lisa’s Domination Lisa’s piercing blue eyes glowered at the pathetic male kneeling before her. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back like a fiery waterfall, a stark contrast to the cold…
Her cum mixed with the sweat, oil, and water on the float. It pooled under her ass as she thrashed, overfilled, overstimulated, still strapped down and buzzing. But they weren’t done. From the shadows of the poolside, two more figures…
then lower—just above her bikini line. Her dive hood squeaked against the oil-slick skin. She peeled the bottoms aside and blew a hot breath over the girl’s bare, slippery clit. The sensation nearly shattered her. She clenched around nothing, thighs…
Tara’s Dominance: A Story of Power and Control Tara’s Dominance: A Story of Power and Control Tara loathed the weak, trembling boy who dared challenge her. His tear-streaked face showed a storm of shock and humiliation as she approached, each…
Then she climbed on top again—slick rubber against sweaty bikini, mouth sealed by scuba gear, wet bodies locked in place. They bounced. They writhed. They floated. She came like a wave breaking, writhing against the restraints as the float creaked…
Lessons in Submission: Lisa’s Domination Lessons in Submission: Lisa’s Domination Lisa’s piercing blue eyes glowered at the pathetic male kneeling before her. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back like a fiery waterfall, a stark contrast to the cold…
Her cum mixed with the sweat, oil, and water on the float. It pooled under her ass as she thrashed, overfilled, overstimulated, still strapped down and buzzing. But they weren’t done. From the shadows of the poolside, two more figures…
then lower—just above her bikini line. Her dive hood squeaked against the oil-slick skin. She peeled the bottoms aside and blew a hot breath over the girl’s bare, slippery clit. The sensation nearly shattered her. She clenched around nothing, thighs…
Tara’s Dominance: A Story of Power and Control Tara’s Dominance: A Story of Power and Control Tara loathed the weak, trembling boy who dared challenge her. His tear-streaked face showed a storm of shock and humiliation as she approached, each…
Then she climbed on top again—slick rubber against sweaty bikini, mouth sealed by scuba gear, wet bodies locked in place. They bounced. They writhed. They floated. She came like a wave breaking, writhing against the restraints as the float creaked…