Damn! Love love love your tits, the tigerstripe on your belly is hot AF, and promise you that as wet as your pussy is in that pic is nothing compared to the way you’ll be when I finally let you leave. So many things on my mind, but right now I’d start you tits bound and arms bound behind your back while you’re sitting on a sybian with the double attachment so both your holes are filled. You’ll ride at varying speeds until you’re a slobbering and quivering mess and not able to sit up straight. And only when your gaped, and sloppy wet, body twitching from so many orgasms I lose count…only then do I start. And while I’d like you to participate and enjoy…it won’t really matter. I’ll cum in you mish style, then with your knees pushed to the bed on either side of your head, roll you over and pound a creampie into you with your legs closed, then prop you on pillows so I can grip your hips and really get balls deep. When I’m done, you won’t walk or sit right for a week. You’ll be so thoroughly fucked and filled with cum that your pussy will have that hot musky just been fucked senseless scent for a week and I’ve got the friction burns to prove it. My goal is to ensure that every movement, walking, shifting, sitting, peeing, is an exercise in exquisite pain…only enough to make you hiss when you feel it…but that hiss will be through a slit eyed sultry naughty smile while you remember how used you were to get to that state.