Terra Mizu Ziptied Part 2

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Terra Mizu Ziptied to an installment of the Hardtied feature video series. These flicks are real life wishes of the highly women that appear in the film, toyed out in a safe, sane environment for your viewing pleasure. This weeks suggesting is "Fear The Woodsman" starring Rain DeGrey. Early one summers morning in Catskills of Fresh York, someone's mummy is on her way to her yoga class. Nothing ever happens in this puny community, every day embarks and finishes the same, every day that is until this day... A vapid tire, an open door, the beeping of the car, a purse in the middle of the road. A scorching cougar Strapped in the back of a dark-hued Toyota Tundra, enormous boobs Strapped with sinister bailing twine. A cruel wooden gag, safety glasses, taped up hands. A hunt! Within mins the Woodsman has his prey, within seconds this scorching is finger blasted, the result being a screaming, spurting orgasm. An ejaculation so rigid and sudden that our immense jugged mummy is overwhelmed that someone could make her jizm so fast and so hard. The Woodsman dribbles her drizzle into her own jaws and the day is on. Strapped to a falling sapling by her enormous tits, our wonderful immense jugged mummy is helpless. Strenuous rocks are roped off and draped from her enormous nips and the back of her gams and calves are severely caned. She sobs out in ache but there is no one for miles and miles, there will be no heroic rescue, no one to come and help her. Her gams are Strapped up, and the Woodsman and his rigid boner step in to administer a Fresh torment. She is completly vulnerable as the prick lightly slips into her wet pussy, he wolves down, she spunks again and again. In the late morning she finds herself Strapped to a home made "H" Framework by a pond. Her enormous boobs once again fiercely bound. The Woodsman approaches, his rigid prick leading the way. He stands before her and she knows what she must do. The prick slips deep into her throat, fucks her hatch like a prick would drill a pussy. Never stopping, deeper and deeper, it's all most unlikely to breathe, the prick heads deeper all the way down her throat. She struggles for air. Faster, harder, her jaws is fucked. She heads into survival mode stealing drinks of air when she can. The hatch fucking is cruel but it turns her on, she wonders why she is enjoying this. She is entirely at his grace now, mentally and physically. Late afternoon and it's time for a walk thru the woods. He pulls her around the splendid pond, stopping at times to get his rigid prick sucked. She is led to a shovel, and told to dig. What is the fuck hole for, and why does it have to be so big? She is now terrified. Why is she digging? What is going to happen...? She now finds herself upside down, hanging above the fuck hole she dug only mins before. Sighing conveniently thru a tube gag, her monster fun bags are again severely Strapped and Strenuous rocks hang off both. She is being lowered into the pit, mud bashes her, she is being buried! She can still breath, air is not a problem, tho' the rigid flog she perceives beating her is. She yells and it echoes out of the tube, a pitiful sound that seems to delight the Woodsman. He bashes her stiffer and harder. Something is now stimulating on her clit, it is going to make her jizm again, she does, she spunks hard, the toughest of the day, and she perceives shamefaced at the same time. How can this guy make her jizm so permanently and so hard, why is she kicking off to enjoy him, a primal sort of love, but the feeling is there all the same.. Sundown. A cross, a view, isolation, sweat, and what is that?! What is that thicket of leaves? they scratch, they burn, her flesh is on fire, she suffers, the bondage, the position, no way to relax, no way to rest. Slow languishing suffering, no hope for escape. He's gone, she finds herself all alone. How lengthy will she hang there? Night is coming, what will the morning bring?