Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints
Cast: Lorelei, 912, Moonshine
He thinks of em as turkeys.To him those gals are no thing greater quantity than meat. He sees himself as a hunter, a fellow who likes new meat. And so it starts. They are nude, his beauties. There are 3 of em. He has em in his hunting cabin. Their arms are tied behind their backs, their hands taped. They are gagged with tubing held in place with cable ties. A small in number feet of chain run from neck to neck, so that they are tethered to one one more. He sits. He tells em about a turkey discharge. As this guy talks, this chab assembles his gun. Their adult baby cries and whimpers escalate. Who could have known? One minute u are just walking your dog or sipping coffee in your home. And the next thing u know, u are nude. And this guy has a gun. And there is indeed no thing else to do, is there? When this guy tells u to run. You run like hell. He drags em outside and unchains em and begins spewing out pellets, scaring em up nice. After all, this guy craves to be challenged. He’s looking for sport, just a adult baby joy. They run throughout the woods all in a flurry, screaming, squawking. Open season on beauty. The blonde is the 1st to drop. He takes the others down likewise, the brunette hair and the black-haired beauty. The marks of paintball trickle down their soft skin in red trails. It is quiet in the woods. Their bodies lie still, white, silent. They are side by side in the back of his truck, all on their stomachs, all in hogties, all gagged. They rock back and forth on fastened scoops, bouncing with the bounce of the truck. They make a flurry of terrified chirps. He stops the truck and opens the back gate. To every couple of ankles, this chab attaches a rope. Then that guy moves the truck forward so that they are dragged out of the back by the ankles. He hoists every of em up, their bodies hanging upside down in the midst of the woods. He smacks butts. He plays with their mounds and nipps, constricted from the cold. His coarse fingers twist and knead, doing with em soever that guy craves. Evening comes. A fire burns beside a pond. All 3 beauties are standing, fastened tightly jointly animal play the neck, hobbled this way, groaning, whimpering in the cold. They shuffle close to the fire. But pretty soon it is also hawt. They jostle back and forth, breast to breast, their skin luminous in the darksome. He arrives with a metal grill that this guy sets on 2 posts. It is in the shape of a body. He tells em they have to make a decision who is going to be cooked tonight. It is for em to give a decision. They groan. They cry, moving backward, clustered jointly, the human cook basket expecting. The golden-haired is chosen. She is locked into the rungs of the frame, her legs widen, arms locked behind her back, and a metal bar thrust into her bawdy cleft. It keeps her very still, so that the fire can do it is work. She breathes rough as the heat grows, baking, her chest heaving. The other 2 beauties are given the task of making sure she’s roasted wonderful and even. Her skin goes red. Please hurry, this babe says, please, please hurry. And so they turn her so that babe can cook the other side and entreat to be turned another time. An apple is poked into the blond’s throat. She is quieter now. As though that babe is giving up, letting go. As though that babe can forget her body. She is basted and barbecued, her round mambos smeared with sauce, oozing down into the fire. Fluid oozes from her knees. The flush of her body may remind him of the pink inward shine of cunt. When the lips are widen and soaked, just previous to the plunge, and now the scent can sometimes be smoky.
Format: mp4
Duration: 51:17
Video: 3840x2160, AVC (H.264), 4769kbps
Audio: 108kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
