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Another series of tests flashes the introductory material of 2 potential models. The first-ever is twenty-three years aged and from Texas. She says she has come to Insex for excitement. Her hair is long, so the restrain bondage embarks there. Her head is pulled backward and her hair trussed to the back of the chair. The shin of her right gam is bound to her thigh, her right wrist to the front corner of the tabouret seat, and left wrist to the opposing back corner of the seat. Her left ankle is trussed to the base of the forth tabouret leg, the knee pulled outward, so that she is posed. Her skirt hikes up, displaying cherry crimson fabric opened up over her crotch. Her outer apparel is sliced off with a hetero razor. The hetero razor skirts along her inner hip and pussy. A immense and flexed pussy, already displaying a milky cream. She is on her back on a piano bench, hands bound behind her head, her pecs trussed to the bench, a spreader bar behind her knees and pulled back so that her soles are in the air, spread. Her tiny toes are trussed to the spreader bar. She is tickled. Clips on her cunny are pulled out toward her big toes, expanding the cunny like a facehole you want to kiss, to eat. A dual dong is inserted, the outer balls and manhood pummeling out. A hitachi is positioned against her pussy This gets tiny response, so the fuck stick is pulled out, her honeypot recoiling, leisurely closing. A blondie sits in the test chair. She is thin, 22, wearing milky stockings, pale skirt and blouse, and light colored heels. It turns out she was a decoration in the Cow Show. She says she’s into caning and the lifestyle. She says she’s at Insex because she’s looking for recreational fun. She is naked, arching forward, sitting, bound at arms, hands, and feet. A flawless position for a flogging. As the caning progresses, a slight gleam emerges from the back side of her pussy. Her donk starts to go pink. She is spanked. She squeals. After the caning resumes, her donk starts to flash the crimson trails of violated vessels. Wearing dark-hued heels, a milky cotton shirt, and jeans skirt that is taut to her ass, her palms are bound in a Chinese cradle. A rope is looped around her neck and fed up to the pulley until she is up on her toes. She grows uncertain, nervous, perhaps a bit shocked. The cane encourages her to hoist one leg. She wobbles, apparently more than a tiny overwhelmed now. Her half-shirt is unbuttoned. Her boobies are grabbed, pulling her off balance. The tops of her soles are caned. Her g-string hosepipe are trussed into her mouth. He plays with her pussy until she squeals. She is bound into a chair, reclined against the back, her palms bound to the tabouret back. Her legs are folded rigidly and spread. Her bosoms are smacked with a wooden paddle. It spanks the folds of her pussy, pink, the dark lashed thicket surrounding. Clips pull the cunny outward, revealing the honeypot and her glossy clit. Anal invasion beads are shoved into her ass. A fuck stick heads inwards her and is trussed in place. The hitachi hums. He plays with her fragile clit. Afterward, everything gleams, the asshole, the clit, the opened up oval of her pussy.