Release Year: 2022
Studio: HardTied

The sky is pitch dark when I discharge up in ottoman. My body is overspread in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, nearly real. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening discloses anything for a brief pont of time. And then all is darksome another time. I watch a abode in a tiny city I don't recognize. A guy in darksome grinning evilly as that guy throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underclothes off. My ally tyler is in the bathtub groaning and convulsing with throat taped and shirt over her head. There is no thing I can do to assist her. I can't even assist myself. I watch myself alone, thonged down to a card table, trembling in horror. He stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the next torment will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when this guy nears. My skin is hungry to feel it is burn. He touches it down to my love melons. Softly animalism 1st, then harder, so that red dotted rings appear around my nipps. Then that guy drags it lazily down across my belly and crams it firmly into my clitoris. I groan and screech in ecstasy. I am staked out with arms and legs widen wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, body motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am no thing but a lifeless, oozy mass of flesh, an ornament for his lawn. Then there's a cabin surrounded by woods and that same guy with that same grin. He disrobes us down and leads us into the wilderness like 2 dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and that guy looks back to smirk animal training our inexperienced waddling walk. The intense, splintery sex-toy poked unfathomable into my cum-hole pokes and prods with every step, searching for a delicate spot. He tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, exposed, vulnerable, and restrained. Only able to communicate with despairing eyes and muffled moans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves. I remember trees. Two of em, facing every other. And we are fastened to em, compulsory to share our torment. Mouths stuffed with wooden gags, our cries mingle to create a single, anguished tune. I see tyler writhe below the ropes, rubbing her tender skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I watch the despair in her eyes. She is trapped. And so am I. He strikes her with a thin tree branch untill marangos and hips are overspread with red lashes. I cringe animal play the sound of every wank and glance down animal play my own sensitive marangos, made purple and bulbous by the leather around em. My time will come in a short time sufficiently. The final thing I recall: that guy is grumbling and tossing me into a gap. "Gotta bury the evidence," I think that guy told. He covers me in foul packed tightly up to my neck. He brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my face hole, this guy unzips his panties and relieves himself, spraying pee all over one as well as the other of us. Then that guy walks away, abandoning us. I am left with that picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated body baptized with the piddle of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe animalism home. And there is no chap in darksome. Because it was all just a fantasy. Right?

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Release Year: 2022
Studio: Insex

She has chosen the screen name "Pinky". We'll watch how pink this babe is. She's as cute as a button, smiling and bubbly. Let's take that gorgeous head out of the game for an opening. Cuff her hands to a waist chain. And set off her stylish vintage saddle shoes with cuffed ankles. The trope is that babe has been expecting animal play the pillar box for a scarcely any hours.The old fellow lurches right for the legs. Running his hands along the smooth creamy pegs this guy ends up animal play the crease. The hands have to be taken out of play. He unhooks the waist chain and puts it around her neck. Pulls the hands up and locks em high animal training the neck. She's lewd, ready and naïve. He gives a decision to put a fake penis in the gash and pulls her pants up behind her. He turns on the buzz and walks away during the time that that babe stews. With a suitable await that guy now approaches her with a rod in hand. The conditioning starts: whilst this babe groans and squirms with the motor betwixt her stubbly mons; this chab stings her legs with the rod. A mix of enjoyment and ache in the smothering sexy box that babe is well on her way for the journey of a lifetime. She comes back many times. I need your dong, balls and aperture. Lily uses Pierce's large weenie for her own please whilst squeezing and hurting his balls and poking a sizable marital-device up his gazoo.

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Release Year: 2022
Studio: Insex

Angelica receives down and obscene animalism the Insex farm.

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Release Year: 2022
Studio: Insex

He thinks of em as turkeys.To him those beauties are no thing greater quantity than meat. He sees himself as a hunter, a dude who cant live without recent meat. And so it starts. They are bare, his angels. There are 3 of em. He has em in his hunting cabin. Their arms are fastened 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 chab 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 stripped. And that guy has a gun. And there is actually no thing else to do, is there? When that guy tells u to run. You run like hell. He drags em outside and unchains em and begins spewing out pellets, scaring em up worthwhile. After all, this guy desires 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 angel. The golden-haired is the 1st to drop. He takes the others down also, the brunette hair and the black-haired gal. The marks of paintball ooze 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 tied bra buddies, 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 this 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 love bubbles and nipps, constricted from the cold. His hard fingers twist and knead, doing with em whatsoever this chab desires. Evening comes. A fire burns beside a pond. All 3 cuties are standing, fastened tightly jointly animal play the neck, hobbled this way, groaning, whimpering in the cold. They shuffle close to the fire. But in a short time it is also sexy. They jostle back and forth, breast to breast, their skin luminous in the darksome. He arrives with a metal grill that that 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 awaiting. 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 fur pie. It keeps her very still, so that the fire can do it is work. She breathes intense as the heat grows, baking, her chest heaving. The other 2 gals are given the task of making sure she’s roasted precious and even. Her skin goes red. Please hurry, this babe says, please, please hurry. And so they turn her so this babe can cook the other side and implore to be turned anew. An apple is pushed into the blond’s face hole. 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 melons smeared with sauce, oozing down into the fire. Fluid oozes from her knees. The flush of her body may remind him of the pink interior shine of twat. When the lips are widen and juicy, just in advance of the plunge, and now the scent can sometimes be smoky.

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