When the last of the swift twelve lands, the punishment is over. Daniel comes to her with hands to massage the heat and pain and bring her relief. He’s heard her silent plea and moves for her c**t as the swelling bud begins to throb. Massaging her ass, he manipulates that finger of skin and pokes fingers into her cunt. She’s flying. Far from him, inside herself, the beauty of her reply is a sight so lovely, he almost forgets to see it to a finish.
Daniel’s c**k is like a stone rod protruding inside his pants. He’s as anxious as she has been, and doesn’t give her long to recuperate from her climax. Freeing her hands from bondage, he pushes Bella to her knees. With her ankles still bound to the bar, her legs must adjust to the awkward position. Once freeing her mouth, he uses it, pushing hi
