Molly and the Anvil - Insex

Jun 102023

Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints

Okay, so I been watching her at night, watching the gold light of her window streaming into darkness, and the shadows that crawl along the roofline. But lady was the 1 this come on to me, all prettified in this short little dress showing her tits round and pointy and heavy, the twitch of this saucy ass leaving a trail of cunt so thick, a man accepts lost in a fog, can’t keep his mind where it belongs. Chick was the devil dressed like a streetwalker. Gal might of looked like the girl next door, but maid weren’t nothing but a prostitute. And last night, cutie stood smack in front of the window, lifting her slide over her head. Her fingers, these amazing, delicate stems, unhooked her bra. The straps slid down slow, like a dream u been guzzling and just like that, you’re falling down , you’re blind with how you can watch her in your head, her cunt, her warm cunny, teats, silhouette of the moon. Maid plays with her nipples, her breasts white, half-shadowed. Her skin writhes. That girl’s fire in the throat, a twofold glug of white lightening banging like a jack hammer on the back of your skull. Temptation. U got to it, got to put it away somewhere’s so it don’t get u. Watch, I’m a God‹fearing man. So it had to be done. And like I said, girl come on to me. Maiden stood naked, pressing her tits and vulva right against that window, and I saw her like a steam, like a mist flowing out into the night. And her eyes fastened on mine, these dark devil eyes. I got her in the truck easy. Whore’s are like that, thinking they got a man all weak-kneed and crazy for what they got between the legs, this slick hole, this creamy gash this sucks a man in and don’t let go. Gal thought babe was working me. I vibrated cause I saw aged man Satan a-staring out at me from these eyes so youthful and brown and round and wet. My hand shook when I lit her cigarette. But chick was cold, like a sheet of ice, frozen, cold- like a snake. "What’s this for?" maiden asked, seeing the wood palette, the string, the plastic wrap. "Delivery," I said, slowing the truck down. I was driving the back verge of the coal yards. Nobody around. Maid didn’t blink. Not once. Reached over and unzipped me without so much of a please and thank u. Gal grabbed my cock. Satan had a-hold of me, acquiring me serious and thick and pounding up into my eyes. I inserted her down. I fixed her constricting, her elbows near touching in back. Damsel made a little chirpy sound or two, but I stuffed her mouth. I covered those eyes rapid. Satan will catch you in a spell quicker than you can blink. And I got to grabbing her tits and soft ass. Female wiggled, squirmed. Damsel was like peaches and plums, like you could sink in your teeth and juice would drip down your chin. Her body was silk, like nothing I ever touched formerly, like something so excellent u can’t assist but fill your hands, squash and squeeze, fondle. I tucked her into a ball and wrapped her constricting to the palette. I drove over to the garage. By this time maid was making a awful fuss. Sweet little streetwalker, I said, whispery and soft while I pricked her teats with the tip of my knife. Devil girl. Vagina. My knife was searching for the devil, drawn like a magnet to her dark, humid vulva, scent of girl, smoky-sweet, salty, blunt. I got her on her feet and wired her, widen over the anvil. When the devil’s in a girl, u got to use special tools, metal, wire, appetizing shavings from the grinder. You got to tape her oral cavity and eyes, tape her pussy shut. You get her dancing, impaled on the handle of a push broom. Hottie shouted. Yes gal did. Because I was doing my unexcelled to help this poor girl, using wire and iron to drive the devil out. I whipped her with wire. I beat her breasts red, her cunt pink and striped, her round soft, ass marked with erotic bright lines. I whipped her heavy sufficient to spank the devil back. Tonight her window is dark. I see shadows crawl along the roofline. I think of her bound and locked in a glass case in the lower room. That’s where babe belongs. I take other hit of white lightening. It’s a fire in my face hole and eyes. But she’s a mist, a bleached fog that passes throughout this my mind. Even now, I hear her shrieks. Temptation beats my temples like a gong, the bleary longing of my mind. And the empty sky, unfathomable low groan of the devil, rumbling night, dark blackened sky.

Format: mp4
Duration: 35:08
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4793kbps
Audio: 98kbps