Valley Of The Fuck Dolls Part One

She held the key like a dare. That night she drove to the address and pushed inside a dim house, not the trap she feared but a room full of straps and low light. Evelyn Claire waited on the bed, legs open, wrists already cuffed. Joanna Angel stood over her with a riding crop and a grin. Small Hands knelt on the floor, cock already out and hard. Aidra tasted them all. Evelyn’s mouth slid down Small Hands first, lips stretched wide, throat working until spit ran down her chin. Joanna held the crop across Evelyn’s back, keeping her still while Small Hands fucked her face in steady strokes. When it was Aidra’s turn, they bent her forward, wrists bound to the bed frame, and Small Hands pushed in from behind, hips slapping loud in the quiet. Evelyn licked Aidra’s clit at the same time, tongue flicking sharp and wet. Joanna pulled her hair, tilted her head back, made her watch. Every thrust came deeper. Small Hands pulled out at the last second, painted Aidra’s face in thick ropes while Evelyn licked the mess off her lips. Joanna pressed the crop under Aidra’s chin, making sure she stayed still for the final shot.