ChannelDark Room VR
Iris Muray VR was digging through her stepdad’s room when she found the black box. The keys were in his jacket. She opened it and stared at the chain, the cuffs, the straps – all of it meant for one thing. He walked in before she could put any of it back. The flush on her face didn’t stop her. She held the chain out and asked him to put it on her. The lock clicked around her neck. The weight of it went straight between her legs. Iris dropped to her knees without being told, freed his cock, and took him into her mouth. She sucked him slowly at first, then deeper, spit running down her chin and… onto the chain while she looked up at him. He held the lead. She let him. He pulled her up, bent her over, and pushed into her tight pussy from behind. Every thrust felt heavier with the chain around her throat. He flipped her onto the couch and fucked her on her back, driving deep while her natural tits bounced and soft filthy moans spilled out of her. She slid to the floor after that, sucked him clean, then pressed her breasts around his shaft and stroked him between them, greedy for the taste and the control. Iris climbed onto his lap, sank down onto his cock, and rode him with the chain swinging between them. Her hips rolled, her breathing broke, and she didn’t stop until he gripped her waist, pulled her off, and came across her face – thick and hot on her lips and cheeks. The box was open. Neither of them reached to close it.
