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Tags: Brunette Hair, Sophie Lynx |
For she is enacting the role of a young woman exploring and satisfying her daydreams of bondage when we come upon Sophie Lynx, she’s well-tied to a gray table outside. As she sits naked but for the compilation of ropes round her entire body, she is approached by a black dildo on a long pole, a phallus that probes her mouth and lips because we see from many different angles–sideways as well as from above, looking down on Sophie. She sucks the huge rubber cock, then is put back on the desk in a sightly different position, her feet tight against the wood surface that is bleak because her wrists are spread by the ropes. We can see her bare shaved pussy, entirely exposed…meanwhile, the ropes have been put across her mouth by hidden hands, keeping her lips open and pressing down on her tongue. As she strains to lift her head and look up, she finds that that the dildo on a pole coming her again–this time to cram itself in her asshole, only moist millimeters beneath the drenching flower of her veeg. Soon she is switched with her butt up in the air along with her hands tied to her back in to a different place, on her knees; and now the dildo rod returns, fucking and cramming her derriere. At another position, now with her legs more completely jump together in a mass of rope, Sophie’s seat is prodded from the proxy cock, and we all notice it moving in and out of her rosebud. Eventually, shefucked from behind by the ever-persistent dildo on a stick, and’s trussed throughout the dining table, standing up. Who wields this erotic instrument? We are never revealed, but whoever it’s displays some little kindness where the dildo wrapped to Sophie at the conclusion — while she’s still in bliss, offering her a cigarette to puff — a smoke on the exact stick! |
