Cherry Torn was brushed in a really unique age of BDSM expedition. There aren't too many like her. She's the type of female you put a metal head cage on in stocks and leg spreader. The kind you torture for your jollies. She takes it all. Sitting on a stool her rectum receives several huge steel balls on a stick. This evokes a scream. She's not unhappy with the pain, however pain is pain after all. She endures perfectly as he transitions her from one painful position to the following. Suspended in a steel contraption with a limited natural leather collar Cherry is again permeated. This moment it's more than just a vibrator. Even pleasure becomes torture when used in properly as well as Cherry's currently delicate clit is properly.
