Studio: IntoTheAttic
Cast: Zayda
Genres: POWER PLAY, Bondage, Humilation, Torture, Roped, Fetish, Toys

Zayda is back animal play The Attic for her 7th visit, perhaps the messiest yet. She definitely got some protocol shoved on this one.
Zayda begins her day relaxing on a obscene mattress, one leg bound up to the ceiling by the ankle. A bowling ball hanging from the large toe. Her other leg is drawn out and has it is large toe fastened off to the floor. She has one arm bound behind her back and the other bound in the front, to her chest restraint. She's wearing a couple of white pants, a adult baby also petite couple of white pants. After we see her for several minutes the Hitachi receives slammed against her love tunnel. She perks right up and within seconds she's asking for an big o in typical Zayda fashion. I swear, that hotty can cum if the wind blows up her petticoat. I tell her no, repeatedly. She simply waits a small in number seconds and asks anew, resistance play about the sofa. She's making exasperated sounds, hands balled into fists and just as quickly widen back open in desperation as this babe tugs animalism her bindings. Her begging receives so insistent and despairing I acquire disappointed with her and tell her to just go ahead and do it --get these pants stunk up and dirty. She blows one out into her skivvies with a great deal of screaming. Once that babe was done I circumcised her pants off and poked em into her face hole and taped that in real constricted with darksome electrical tape. I wonder what these pants tasted like? I went and grabbed The White Boy and pushed it up her gazoo. Trust me, that babe screamed and cried a entire bunch. She doesn't like things pushed up her gazoo. So I popped the Hitachi back on her vagina and this babe screamed so fucking intense I was sure she'd pass out. After I was done fucking her wazoo with The White Boy that babe just laid there crying for several minutes. That's when I grabbed a clear bag, a bag I'd stored old pants in from beauties that have been thru here in the final year or so, and pulled it over her Cry Baby head. I fastened that off around her neck with leather cord and started vibbing her off, her head all encased in the bag now. She just now began to screech bloody as her bag started fogging up. She freaked out.

Format: Windows Media
Duration: 1:05:24
Video: 960x540, Windows Media Video 9 Advanced Profile, 2915kbps
Audio: 156kbps

File size: 1.4 GB