Tiffany, clad in latex and leather, stood before her client, a man whose mind she would fuck. She cracked her whip, the sound echoing through the dungeon as she leaned in close, her breath hot against his neck. "I'm going to make you beg for your perversions," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction. The room lit up with strobe lights as she bound him tight, teasing his cock with feathers and ice cubes before taking it deep into her throat. As she sucked, her other hand explored his asshole, filling him with fingers while he groaned. She then mounted him, her tight pussy encased in a strap-on cock that pounded him brutally. Her free hand fisted his cock, forcing him to cum as she screamed in ecstasy. This was Tiffany This was Tiffany, she walked into the room with a bright smile and an aura of confidence that seemed to light up the entire space.
