Despite his own revulsion, even shame for having to glimpse such a thing, the recoiling visitor simply could not break his gaze. Uncertainly he watched the girl labor. Seen from slightly behind, her face was obscured by the glossy waves of glowing midnight that shook and swayed and jounced about the cool rounded ivory of her smooth shoulders, with only the dainty tip of her nose being occasionally visible. Bare except for the harness of her protruding mock phallus the striving brunette reeled perhaps as aroused as her bound victim, though in a more commanding, restrained fashion.
Whereas the ass-f****d old man could only whimper and squeal and moan, the girl seemed almost to growl from somewhere deep within. It was the primal, guttural voice of a slinky black leopard, great predatory godd
