Testing my step sis with her new pleasure toy
0Small, 3-inch chains like the ones on the girl’s collar, attached each breast-hoop to metal cuffs on the corresponding wrist, securing Hayley’s hands in close proximity to her bulging bosoms. It hurt so much! China AV Hayley’s legs began trembling – she had never had anything or anyone visit the back-door. As much as tried pulling them off with one hand, her breasts could not pass through their tight vice-like grip. Others prefer to watch the arrow their stream makes before it lands on the girl’s tongue. “Finally!” she thought. Her jaw used to ache long time ago. The sun-tan on her skin, the wrinkles on her face and the calluses on her hands indicated a hard-working, scraping by type of person. An interview here, a photoshoot, there, then the show, with some fleeting breaks of personal life squeezed in-between. A nice, yellow man-made vinegar down the hatch or dripping down her tits. As for police, they were all bought, non-existent in these places. Hayley’s legs began trembling – she had never had anything or anyone visit the back-door. She’d fondle her chained breasts with her hands, raising and squeezing them together. The pipe she was tethered on was old and rusty, which was probably why a thick, steel bar had been installed on the floor, right next to it, the chain passing around it as well. Her feeder hung the remote’s key-chain to a nail, above a sign, that Hayley hadn’t noticed until, then hanging from wall above her.