Fox in the Trap

Katy Parker pins Niki beneath gloved hands and leather straps. She clamps silver teeth onto pink nipples, her taut breasts quivering, then drags a chain of clamps down that flat, smooth belly. Every pinch bites. Every tug stings. Niki’s breath quickens. Katy parts her thighs and pushes the thick silicone shaft between glistening folds. One slow, relentless inch after another spreads her open until her cunt burns with the stretch. She shudders, sweats, bites back the first moan. Katy tightens the straps, leans in, and works the toy deeper, twisting, thrusting, letting every thrust punish and please until the redhead’s body shatters—trembling, dripping, forced to give in.