Katy dominates Carrmen

Carrmen walked in thinking she'd get a little slap and tickle. Katy grabbed her by the hair instead and turned her into a toy. Red curls spilling over that rack like fire over marble, Katy barked orders and Carrmen dropped to her knees without a word. The big-titted redhead shoved Carrmen’s face between her thighs and didn’t let up until spit ran down her chin. Every time Carrmen whimpered, Katy’s smile got wider and meaner. She clamps those fat tits around Carrmen’s head next, smothers her till the room spins, then yanks her up by the jaw for a throat fuck that leaves mascara rivers down flushed cheeks. Pain snaps sharp, then melts into this twisted heat that makes Carrmen’s hips buck for more. Katy laughs low, proud of the mess she’s made, and already plans the next round before Carrmen’s even caught her breath.