Luna Rival And Rebecca Volpetti Share A Steamy Threeway Encounter

She put her hands on his cheeks and ran the nail of her right hand down his chin line. Jolka had thought out and prepared her deed quite carefully. Had the man endured any pain all his life? She reached for the hem of his pants and for the knife. Then she stepped back and operated the mechanism that moved the stone plate to which he was strapped. His cheekbones widened and became more pointed. Contrary, to what he surely thought, however, the drug was not supposed to make him compliant. Afraid of what he might do to her, but also afraid of what she would do to him. His cock responded to her touch. He would only feel her nails, but she felt his racing pulse. She didn’t want to look, didn’t want to see him come. In every sense of the word. It didn’t feel good to scratch over his scars, but it shouldn’t feel good to him either. There you go.