David struggled and emitted muffled, whimpering noises, the veins on his forehead bulging as even his temples throbbed visibly. Bound and unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as Luis smirked at him with wicked intent.
Standing firmly behind Deewa, Luis lifted her skirt. Having already slipped off her panties earlier, the small cloth now dangled seductively from her ankle.
"Move again and I'll end you!!"
Feeling a sudden chill below, Deewa instinctively tried to squirm, but the man pressed down firmly, delivering several sharp slaps to her rounded buttocks that not only made her submit but also…
Even drew an excited moan from her. Though she felt it was wrong, a strangely thrilling and pleasurable sensation washed over her, her plump pussy writhing eagerly and secreting more arousal.
"Such a slut, already this wet. Looks like you need this big dick of mine to satisfy you."
