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Added: August 12, 2018 |
Category: Bondage
1 word says it with Yulia Catava: Entry. It’s her final desire to submit to some greater power and find something larger than herself. Some folks today go searching for god when they feel that. Yulia arrived searching for O.T.. She is a sexy young thing. He’d never turn her off. She seems so sweet and innocent in her gown, however if that were her authentic self she certainly wouldn't have come begging to be placed in her place. Her wrists are tied to her wrists, her elbows into her knees, leaving her sitting awkwardly, only waiting for him to determine what to do with her next. He sucks on her thoroughly while drilling into the ground and that she knows better than to interrupt him with questions. It isn't long until he turns his attention for her silently starts to elaborate upon her bondage. Her legs are spread wide by the rope. O.T. doesn't say a word because he moves round her and Yulia doesn't dare break the silence. She wonders to herself if he understands just how wet she is, being exposed the way she is. When she feels his hand slip between her legs she doesn't have to wonder . He will feel her bliss throughout the panties that cover her and she knows it. She believed the humiliation of being discovered would be too much to endure, but that it has happened she is so turned on it. That’s the moment O.T. knew he possessed her. Her enthusiasm for bondage had completely helpless her senses and she had barely even started. Everything after that merely pushed her deeper into subspace. When most folks would scream in getting their clothes cut away, Yulia simply let out a little gasp. While most women would scream in getting their spine whipped, she simply let out small, happy moans. The caning, the humiliation, the sense of helplessness and vulnerability, she understood they should make her conduct or beg for mercy, but they all did was make her more and more horny until her eventual orgasm was the toughest and most satisfying of her lifetime. |
