Intently she watches and listens to me, listening for any signs of trickery. Eyes rolling back into her head, Irina can’t help but to grind her hips, her clit, into my body, trying for anything to increase the intense orgasm filling her senses until her body slowly calms. Still defiant, Irina looks me in the eye, trying with all her might to avoid gazing at my member in front of her. Slowly filing out of the room, the men in the room turn back occasionally with wide smiles on their face, looking at the young naked girl handcuffed on the desk with her ass filled with cock. ‘ It’s only a matter of time…’ She thinks to herself, her eyes locked onto mine as I speak, feeling the deep rubbing of her feet in my grasp. ‘ You even got off on that sick act…’ She thinks to herself, ashamed by her actions.
