Charlotte Sartre 07/27/2018
23 Photos, 12 min of video
Spread eagle on her back, ball gagged, with wrists and high heel-shod legs restrained to the warehouse floor by blue rope, raven-tressed Charlotte Sartre knows what’s coming. The Hitachi wand is planted firmly at her crotch, and although she tugs at her bonds, the tattooed and nipple-pierced beauty realizes that the only thing she is now required to do is let that reliable orgasm machine give her the bondage orgasms she craves and needs. Her naked taut tummy ripples up and down as her smooth-shaven box is stimulated at ever-increasing speeds. Wearing black-and-white knit thigh-high stockings, Charlotte looks like many a Gothic chick one might see around town; but here she is for us, laying almost nude on the warehouse floor, her moans coming steadily through the gag. We watch with our own building arousal as her body gets more and more agitated, until finally she almost weeps and then laughs as she achieves gorgeously helpless explosive fulfillment!