The fantastic Larissa Linn craves to display us her secret place. “My immodest secret place,” says Larissa, her killer lips forming a sinister smile. “This is my playroom.” This is fairly a playpen Larissa spends time in. Any boy would be blessed to during the time that away the evening there with her.

Miss Linn is clothed up like Super Domina with a wicked looking spiked palm band, a harness that her large boobies are spilling without, garters, ripped stockings and dark high heeled pumps.

This colorful dungeon prison is not for the jumpy sort. All kinds of dame correction take place here. This is where they learn the cords. This is where Larissa heads to fun her nips and fuckbox and to lubricant up her sexy figure when this babe’s not busy doing…other things. The harness is also restricting. It has to come off. Solely the sounds of Larissa’s intense sighing, murmurs and groans are heard.