Samantha Bentley, What Are You Waiting For? I Ask Her. Your Cock, She Says.

Samantha Bentley is used to being treated as someone special. Not today. Throughout the shoot weve been mocking her for being such a spoilt Princess and Ive taken her down more than a few notches, humiliating and abusing her with my cock. I ram her in spoons, then doggy, then fingerfuck her slimy cunt again, smearing her juice all over her face. "What would you do to get Pascal to fuck you again?" Andy asks her. "Anything," she cries out as I start to pound her hard again. Face-slapping, throat-gripping, hair-yanking, the whole nine yards. Then its time to spray her with my cum. I get myself off ramming her mish, holding her feet in their pretty little girlie socks. I shoot my seed into her mouth and over her face, scoop some up with my fingers, get her to suck it off. The princess grins. Shes happy. Ive treated her like the worthless tramp shes always dreamed of being. How many orgasms has she had, asks Andy. Three, she laughs.