Trophy Catch

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Out she goes. Zoey Laine probably shouldn't just pick up and take whatever pills unusual guys give her. She's too super-hot to not know better. Men have been paying attention to her since she began hardening those puffy tiny baps of hers. Her uber-sexy gams and taut rump didn't go unnoticed in those yoga pants, either. Seconds after she downs what she thinks is ibuprofen she is on the floor. By the time she has come to O.T. has already inspected every inch of her stellar body. If he was just boinking her she would probably hate it less. O.T. has never been all that interested in getting his pink cigar wet, no matter how super-hot of a chunk of rump he just reeled in. Instead he has a fresh head cage he'd like her to try out for him. Barbed strap and cold iron envelope her, she can watch them right in front of her eyes. She knows that the rusted spikes won't just jump out and get her, but she can't help but be terrified with them so close to her pretty face. She doesn't dare flail too much as her captor crops her rump and uses a smash stick to smash her pussy. She's too concerned about what this restrain bondage helmet will do to her if she unbalances it. Zoey should be more concerned about what O.T. is going to do to her. He isn't some cold chunk of steel, content to just hold her in place and not have any fun. He wants to hear her scream and when the singletail whip doesn't do the trick well enough he has bunch other ways to get her yelling.