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Codi Vore and Penny Barber set out on a hike, the trees closing around them. Each time Penny stopped to point out a plant, her body brushed Codi’s, and the air between them thickened. The pull became too obvious to ignore. Penny steered them off the trail and pulled Codi in, hungry mouths meeting. Codi gave in fast, whispering that Penny could take whatever she wanted. Penny smiled, unbuckled her belt, and looped the leather around Codi’s throat, tugging just enough to make Codi’s breath catch. They stumbled back to Penny’s house still half-dressed. Inside, Penny stripped Codi bare, pushed her onto the bed, and slid into her with a strap-on while the belt stayed snug around her neck. Every thrust pressed Codi deeper into the mattress; every pull of leather sent another rush through her body. Codi’s large, natural breasts bounced with the rhythm, her moans breaking each time Penny tightened her grip. The pressure, the fullness, the sharp little jolts of air—she came hard, gasping, lost in the rough, perfect way Penny used her.
Codi Vore and Penny Barber set out on a hike, the trees closing around them. Each time Penny stopped to point out a plant, her body brushed Codi’s, and the air between them thickened. The pull became too obvious to ignore. Penny steered them off the trail and pulled Codi in, hungry mouths meeting. Codi gave in fast, whispering that Penny could take whatever she wanted. Penny smiled, unbuckled her belt, and looped the leather around Codi’s throat, tugging just enough to make Codi’s breath catch. They stumbled back to Penny’s house still half-dressed. Inside, Penny stripped Codi bare, pushed her onto the bed, and slid into her with a strap-on while the belt stayed snug around her neck. Every thrust pressed Codi deeper into the mattress; every pull of leather sent another rush through her body. Codi’s large, natural breasts bounced with the rhythm, her moans breaking each time Penny tightened her grip. The pressure, the fullness, the sharp little jolts of air—she came hard, gasping, lost in the rough, perfect way Penny used her.