Insex - Mistah

Video + full photoset

Release: 2005

It begins with the image. The one that this guy has to watch over and over. She's handcuffed, hooded, handcuffed to a chair, handcuffed to the wall in his dingy basement, downstairs, where anything starts, where it has to start - animalism the slave. Breasts, teats, flush of love tunnel. It's clear from that pont of time on that that babe alone can save him.

She's not the image yet, but this chab knows that this babe is the path to the image, and how in the end, it will just trickle from his fingers onto her skin like rope, like tape. Like cum. So it's very early that u watch his strain. And u see him falling forward, toppling. Deep into her muff.

She struggles. She calls out. Mistah. Mistah. Maybe this babe knows she's the image. Of course this babe does. That's why she's here. It's why that guy chose her.

We can understand the need for the darkness animal training the starting, the need for how coarsely this chab copulates her throat. Until your eyes , this chab says.

Her body, a fog in his mind. He copulates gazoo and love tunnel. Both animal training one time. Because he's toppling. And she's the single object that is clear, locked in place, porous. And maybe, just maybe he'll fall all the way in.

He remakes her, manufactures her shape. Metal stocks on her wrists and neck. Metal stocks on her ankles. Metal bit in her throat. Metal band about her waist. Metal weenies drilled into her holes. Chains hoist her up on her toes. A metal band seals her love tunnel. But her swollen love tunnel thrusts throughout, blooming like a rose.

What is this babe to him now? The thing this guy can't stop in himself, that this guy can't unthink. She is sharper than a scalpel. A woman learns to flay from the pont of time this babe wakes in the womb. It is why this chab claims her. Why that guy can't live out of her, why this babe owns him, and why he's married to her dismay.

He lifts her like this, all in metal and drops her into water. Up to the neck, the chin. He dunks her. She gasps, silent. Not one vowel will this babe give him. Not one hiss. Nothing. Nothing animalism all.

Now in his sofa, her body fastened. She's a torso and a head with a noose animal play the neck. And lastly we watch it. The full image, the one he's remade a thousand times. It is the place of falling forward. He straddles her across his hips, fucking her as that guy hangs her.

They love as cant live without, out of care. Dripping as if from a vein.

Format: avi

Duration: 01:03:57

Resolution: 432 x240


Insex - Mistah

File size: 548.0 MB

Insex - Mistah