Beckon of sheer pleasure

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Sergeant Miles thinks he has the glob on London River. He has her brought in by one of his goons and trusses her arms together in the chair. He is, of course, mistaken. No one has ever gotten the glob on London and she's made her own deal with the goon. She comes to in the chair, unfastens her own hands, and with one rapid and decisive stroke, she stabs a needle into Sergeant Miles's neck, knocking him . Finding himself roped to his own stool this sergeant is about to detect he's made the worst error of his life as London gets her revenge. London leaves Sergeant Miles roped up until he is hungry enough to munch just about anything, but he is decided not to crack. She has other plans in mind, feeding him a meal that will make the toughest tummy turn she commences chipping thru his harsh exterior. She then takes off Miles down, fetters his soles to the floor and handcuffs his arms to a iron pub above his head. That doesn't seem too bad until he notices that he's sitting on a immense copper plate and London is about to roll the switch and run electric current thru it. Then he finds himself grasping the iron pub holding himself up with all of his strength, but no matter how strenuous he is, at times that strength gives and he falls down onto that plate. When that happens, to London's great amusement, his entire figure jacks upward and he releases a shout of pain. London has a complicated relationship with her attacker, she wants to love him, but she doesn't want him to love much of anything. That's why she comes up with the idea to wipe lidocaine on his dick, decorate that up with a love glove so it won't effect her, and have joy with it to her heart's content. Very first she sits on his face, witnessing him struggle, incapable to sigh with his gullet and nose frosted by her arse and pussy. After a while, he stops fighting and falls , and then it's time for her to have her fun. She climbs on top of his pink cigar and rides it to her heart's content.