Felony arrives on set with her taut curves and a smile. She has a long history with The Pope and assumes she will sail tho this destruction. There is only one problem: she has never watched a destruction before.
Felony hastily realizes her mistake as The Pope trusses her spread eagle to the floor and heads after her most sensitive spot, those uber-sexy melons. Most people go after her cooch and make her do what she does best, but this is destruction and The Pope is after anguish.
Felony will spend the day pinched, strung up in cock-squeezing backbreaking suspension, and have her nips excruciatingly whipped, zippered, slapped, pumped, tied, and whipped. Felony is going to spunk today, but only after she has been diminished to a mascara streaked puddle. She is going to earn every cross-eyed gush.
