Tales of Intimate Moments in women mating horse

Scarlet ropes bind her spread-eagle to the bed in “women mating horse,” completely exposed and beautifully helpless. A vibrating wand presses firmly against her clit in “women mating horse,” turned to maximum while nipple clamps bite deliciously. Her hips try to buck but can’t escape the relentless pleasure in “women mating horse.” Forced orgasm after orgasm racks her body, pussy drooling endlessly onto silk sheets in “women mating horse.” Tears of overwhelming ecstasy streak her cheeks as she begs incoherently, but the wand never stops in “women mating horse.” Finally she squirts in powerful jets that arc high, soaking everything within feet in “women mating horse,” body convulsing long after the ropes are finally cut.