Look who loves to dominate...!

Blue Angel has this rare kind of beauty—girls who look like her rarely know what to do with it. We learned she has a taste for taking charge, so we brought in Henessy and asked her to listen and obey. She agreed. Blue moved behind her first, pressing her fingertips hard into Henessy's hips until she was bent exactly where Blue wanted. No words. Just the soft brush of lips up Henessy's spine, followed by the slap of palm against skin that left a pink mark on one ass cheek. Henessy gasped. Blue smiled like she had expected the sound, then slid two fingers straight into her. Henessy's thighs shook; Blue didn't let her close her legs. Each thrust was deliberate, slow at first, then faster, meaner. When Henessy whimpered, Blue leaned close and bit the skin just below her ear. You belong to me right now, she whispered. Then she slid her free hand around Henessy's throat and kept fucking her until she came hard, shaking against Blue's fingers. Blue didn't stop. She made her do it twice more, until Henessy could barely hold herself up. Only then did she pull out, lick her fingers clean, and pull Henessy upright by the hair for one slow kiss.