Peachy Keen Films-Blind Date Blindside
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Blind Date Blindside
Starring Katerina Kay
Directed By JohnM
A Truly Strong Spectacle BY KAT--FEEL SORRY FOR HER---OR NOT!!!
Kat gets prepared, exhilarated about her unsighted appointment. She lets him in. He has some champagne and encouraged her to swallow. She does, a bit reluctantly--warnings from the past, hazy in her mind. But he seemed super-cute.
But it was too late for her. He was not adorable, and the drugged champagne proved that as she was lowered to the floor unconscious.
Now he had her. A pretty youthfull thing all clad up. He called his mate and studied her a bit. When he arrived, the took her to the bedroom.
With her eyes covered, strapped, and ball-gagged, her dressed was liquidated and she was assaulted--waking her up in the process.
Cloudy head, scaring, and in despotism, she had no choice but to permit the bad dudes to do whatever they wished to her. Frigging, muff eating, clipping, hair pulling, compelled orgasm--she was put thru it all.
Then, with the gag and blinder off, the coerced their boners into her face, making her such them---and she did, face total of tears and all.
Then it was time to pack her cock-squeezing fuckholes with their chisels. On the sofa in many postures, the pummeled the youthful dame, making her sob and prayer even more. But even after all that, they still were not done.
Again, the coerced her to gargle them, and she did her hottest, because she desired them to go. She expected, they would just go when they were done. A duo postures and eventually, her face was splashed with seman---sticky and mixing with her tears and eyeliner.
She was mistaken. They did not plan to let her go. Ever. The garrote packaged taut around her gentle neck and she was bent back on the couch as one boy pulled and the other tucked his digits up her fuckbox.
There would be no rescue, but she struggled as if there would be. Thrusting, bending, contorting, doing everything to break free. The stud pulled his frigs out and now it was just the garrote, digging firmly in her neck. No air. Her bod push and pulled, reacting on it's own to the threat, but to no avail. After a while, after the excruciating searing in her pecs left and the fuzz emerged over her eyes and she drifted far away with no thoughts but falling......she was gone. A lifeless bod of no matter.
They left her opened up on the couch and looked forth to the next sightless date.