Faythe cried out in pleasure, and that is what raced through her small but tight form.She pulled at her shackles carefully, wanted to feel, wanting to touch boput her misterss and her master. But she was all but able, to remain helpless, and enjoy the hard fucking from her master. Her breathing came fast, a warm caress to her mistress wet pussy lips. Faythe ran the tip of her tongue up her mistress seam