His gaze locked onto her tear-streaked face. Xnxx tv Kali’s breaths came in frantic, shallow pants. Her thighs trembled, pussy lips parting visibly. She watched, mesmerized by the grotesque pendulums of her own desecration. Ba-bump. Max seized the rough hemp rope descending from the pulley block. “Watch.” His palm cracked upward against her left breast. He slapped her tit—once, twice—the sound sharp as a nail gun. Max squeezed harder, watching blue flesh blanch beneath his calluses. Pathetic.” He yanked her nipple downward sharply. In one swift, brutal motion, Max hauled upward. The sudden drop slammed her onto the hard-packed dirt floor. Her pussy remained gaping slightly, slick blue folds trembling. The gleaming blue skin was stretched drum-tight, shifting visibly beneath his touch as the ivory serpent coiled and writhed deep within her womb and vagina. The hemp rope above whipped violently upwards. Kali froze, eyes wide with primal terror. His calloused fingers closed brutally around the soft blue mound, digging hard into the yielding flesh as he lifted it forcefully. Abruptly, Max shifted his grip. Her gaze drifted, locking onto her swollen purple clitoris. He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the ruler buried deep inside her.
