Tonya Lane

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Kiki is draped like the catch of the day she is. So cute, it makes you want to ruin the sneer on her face. Her hair is corded off to the ground, so she gets her hair grimaced any time she masturbates around. Her pliable figure senses as excellent as it looks. The vibing on her honeypot mixes into the screams from the whip. Time for more. Kiki is thrown on her back like she is used to, ankles and arms bound above. All access entry. Her nips are clamped tight. Her honeypot waits anxiously. A paddling assures that an booty always looks finer crimson when a beaver is hungry. I get my arms in her and make her squirt. Her raw beaver needs to dry off so she doesn’t make a mess on my set. I cord her in a straight jacket, unable to fumble her wanting cunt. She doesn’t get to choose when she is pleasured. Dances and prances with every strike of the cane. After getting her blood going, I take my time applying a zip undress of the dark-hued vicious clips. The wait is always worse than the bite. She is finished off by plumbing a vibe onto her clip caked pussy. Mind over matter at this point, she has to earn this orgasm.