Heels, Kicks & Cigarettes - Merciless Rebekka Raynor

With your body here.

That's it. Now kiss.

Continue kissing, glasses top.

Why on earth do you want to stop kissing my boots?

I do not know.

From the tip, all the way to the top.

Good man.

Now, nice open, vulnerable posture.

My magic.

Open.

Nice and open.

I'm really, really digging that heel in.

Oh yes, good mark.

On your back.

Now, your chest.

Now, we're going to put a bandage there.

Oh, my heart really does ***** for you.

While you're nice, open.

Now, let's put some weight on it.

Well, seeing as this looks like it wants to be paid attention to.

Grind it, grind.

Oh, my God.

Thanks, Arthur.

Small luggage.

Isn't that tasty, something to eat in my life?

Yes, Mummy.

Good answer.

All fours.

Time for another kicking.

Parallel to the bench, on your front this time.

I might make some lovely accompanying marks to these.

Because it's just dying to be crushed.

Right here.

I definitely do prefer the whole heel.

Doing this.

Move your hands.

Good man.

I'm sure you don't want to impede my fun.

No, I'm not.

Well, I just have to stand on your back.

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