Arson Leigh knows she's being followed. She's right. So she confronts the watcher – Derek Kage – and accepts his creepy white van invitation. Then the tables turn. Derek ends up bound to a saddle against the wall, burlap sack over his head. Trapped in Arson's play space. She plays mind games. Lets him know this is a lesson. She removes the hood, grabs and claws at his cock and balls. Jams a dildo down his throat, fucks his face with it. Then clothespins on his foreskin. Tugging. Pulling. Fuck.
Next, Derek's on a bed, tied up on his back, dick in a cage. She teases and torments his caged cock with her pussy and mouth. Removes her boots – latex toe stockings underneath. Grinds her pussy against his incarcerated cock until she gets herself off. Then straps a dildo-gag to his face, lubes up her foot, and fucks his ass with it. She sits on the dildo-gag, gives Derek a front row view of her fucking it and not him. Finally she uncages his cock, fucks, sucks, teases him until she cums hard. Then makes him jerk himself off. Damn.
