Would this crazed nymphomaniac ever let him go? Sex James could only look up in awe at his captor and tormentor. He sucked the pungent combination of sticky cum and musky anal slime from her cock with hasty obedience. The abused had come to love the abuser. On the contrary, while he was only moderately handsome, with a nice enough figure and face, she was a beauty second-to-none. At all other times he was locked in the sinister latex prison and chained up wherever Bayonetta wanted him, which was usually the bed. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at his dick. Her huge gleaming scrotum, heavy with seed, smacked repeatedly into his chin. Suddenly, his lips widened and her bright red cockhead slid from his mouth with a loud pop. His body was drenched in cum and he collapsed, a totally broken man. James snapped back to reality as he felt her cum pouring down his throat once again. He sucked in fresh air as she turned and gazed down at him. Within seconds of arriving at her apartment he knew he was in over his head. She tightened it, shoved his face into the bed and returned to the task at hand. It sounded kinky and James had long held an interest in finding someone like her to help explore his wild
