Kerrie stretched them, rubbing their length. “Oh, my arms, they ache terribly.”
“A little stretching should cure that,” Scott said with a wicked grin. He tugged her wrists out to the other two corners, imprisoning them in the smaller cuffs and stretching the chains taut until Kerrie’s arms and legs spelled “X”, displaying the beauty of her naked charms to the unfathomed depths of a vast, starry sky arching over them.
Scott paused, drinking in the unmatched loveliness of a beautiful naked captive, electrifying a male c**k with the tempting display of her defenseless p***y. Scott stood at the bottom edge of the stone slab, leaning over between Kerrie’s spread legs. His erect manhood lifted insolently over the sensual feast of her copper-haired portal to the sumptuous temple of Venus. Scott
