The recent election has Lorelei Lee feeling like she needs to make a statement. It comes in the form of one of the most humiliating and degrading shoots she has ever been a part of. Even though she hears this kind of talk every day, men telling her in no uncertain terms what they would like to do to her body, she isn't prepared for how it feels to be stripped naked, laid bare, and tormented so directly.
"Smile, honey. We can all tell by the way you carry yourself that your uptight, liberal twat is begging for a good fuck. You should be happy to have a stud grab you by the pussy and make you feel like a woman. It doesn't matter if you are happy or not, though, cause you are so pretty when you cry."
Lorelei could have kept taking that cock, but as fun as that is for all of us, we have something else in mind. Tears stream freely down Lorelei's face as London River drives needles into her toes. Her body is immobilized but she has just enough freedom of movement to be wracked with heaving sobs.
