Kiss Them If You Dare

Kiss them if you dare! That cocky offer was already sliding off Mandy's tongue when she mashed her heavy tits right into Estella's face. Tits bigger than Estella's fists. Huge. Jiggling. Inches from her lips. Estella froze. Couldn't even pucker up. No guts. So Mandy pinned her nipples hard between cool metal clamps—snap, burn, the slut whimpered like it bit—and barked for the weight. Heavy chain. Dangling. Estella’s poor breasts swung, nipples stretched, raw pain tightening her whole body till she was dripping off the bench. Broken pride. Sore tits. Soaking cunt. She begged to be used, just like every wet hole that came crawling in before her. Ready. Waiting. Mandy’s for the night.