Small tits Holly Day deepthroats with a belt around her neck
Title: “Choking on Desire”
Holly Day, that naughty minx, is at it again. The girl with the petite frame and perky little tits is known for her insatiable appetite and wandering hands. And today, she’s decided to take her oral fixation to a whole new level.
Slipping into her favourite red lace bra and panties, Holly saunters over to her king-sized bed, the candlelight casting a seductive glow across her fair skin. With a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes, she reaches for the worn leather belt sitting on her nightstand. The same one she’s used time and time again to add a bit of kink to her solo sessions.
Holly runs the smooth leather belt against her collagen-injected lips, savouring the familiar scent of tanned animal skin. She loop the belt around her delicate neck, feeling the firm pressure against her windpipe as she tightens the knot. The room starts to spin slightly as her air supply is restricted, but Holly knows just how far to push herself.
Biting her plump bottom lip, Holly’s tiny hands slide down her taut stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of her matching lace panties. She parts her silky smooth thighs, revealing the glistening pink folds of her eager little pussy. She circles her rigid clit with an experienced finger, already feeling the throbbing ache of arousal shooting through her petite body.
As her own touch ignites the spark of desire, Holly reaches for the leather belt. She loosens it slightly before forcing the thick strap between her lips, deep into the warm cavern of her mouth. The end of the belt drags along her tongue, releasing the salty taste of sweat and spunk, the scent of previous lovers lingering on the worn material.
Holly sets a punishing pace, shoving the belt further down her throat each time. She gags and chokes around the thick, unforgiving leather, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as her mascara runs. Her face is a mask of erotic agony as she relentlessly shoves the brutalizing belt deeper into her mouth.
The room spins faster now as Holly loses herself to the depravity of the act. She pounds two fingers into her clenching cunt, vicious thrusts matching the obscene slurping sounds as she fucks her own face with the belt. Her eyes roll back in her head as her orgasm threatens to consume her.
Holly’s free hand gropes at her modest breasts, pinching and tugging at the stiff pink nipples until sharp cries of masochistic ecstasy escape from around the belt. Her hips buck up to meet her pistoning fingers as her climax crashes through her, the force stealing the last of her air and sending her soaring into dizzying heights of pay.
Gasping for breath, Holly goes limp, the belt slipping from her swollen lips as she sucks in a shuddering lungful of air. Her legs quake with the aftershocks of her mind-blowing orgasm, as the wetness from her pulsing pussy soaks through the lace of her panties.
Shaking off the haze of euphoria, Holly reaches for a tissues to clean herself up, smirking ruefully at her reflection in the mirror. Her gorgeous face is a mess of smeared lipstick and raccoon black mascara tracks, as her demeanour says she’s done exactly what she set out to do. With a satisfied yawn and stretch, Holly gets ready to drift off into a deep sleep, knowing she’ll be dreaming of leather, lace and wickedly pleasurable choking games to come.
