Where has our Lady Iveta been again? A walk in the woods? A walk through the park in the moonlight? In any case, she probably needed the heavy boots today. And how heavy. Her slave seems to like it.
Sorry but I can’t hear you. Sometimes you need to talk a little bit louder when Mistress Cloe is swinging her frightening leather riding-crop. Even if the sound of the impact is so damn loud, that poor little servants voice is overlaid.
It's really quite simple. The mistress sets tasks and these must be fulfilled to her fullest satisfaction. But one or the other slave may not take it that seriously. What is going on in the mind? We don't know and of course we would be very different. Because to get into the destructive hands of Lady Johanna. No thanks. Whereby. Nevermind, that's another topic.
Oh, jerking off a bit is something great. Rub the willing dick until redemption occurs in the form of a heavy, wet and sticky orgasm. Sperm! A dream. Quasi the icing on the cake under the body fluids.
Oh how wonderful. Our lovely Lady Iveta. It's always a splendor when she invites to a little dance. Only the most daring among the slaves are brave enough to engage in a tango with her. Why do you have to worry about hitting the dance floor with Lady Iveta?
Everybody knows her. Those things that were on the tables in many restaurants for a while. Smoking is now banned indoors and these plastic or metal parts are disappearing from everyday life.
All of life is a lucky bag. All of life is a roller coaster ride. And all of life sometimes seems to consist only of pain and even more pain. Of course, it always depends on what goals you set yourself. Lady Iveta's slave seems to have big goals. He wanted to aim high and in the end? He fell deeply.
Have you ever seen boots like these? High as a tower, strong like concrete and black as the night? We are sure you haven’t and if you do, we hope you will go down on your knees and keep them clean.
GUYS, THIS IS THE FIRST CLIP OF LADY IVETAS'S FINAL SHOOTING EVER!
A swing like that is pretty practical. But if you are expecting lush meadows, blooming flowers and floodplain forests in which this very swing on an old apple tree sways in the wind while the lustful rabbit beats the ass of the horny fox, we have to disappoint you. We cannot see a fox with its fur down, nor said rabbit. But the swing is there, albeit with less nature in the panorama.
If even the smallest dick withdraws in fear, then Madame Eva-Liliel must be in the league. At first everything looked like relaxation here. As so often, our madame asked us for an adequate ashtray replacement.
Welcome to the Sado-ladies world of unbreakable records! We've all had them. Uncatchable and never achieved. Unspeakable atrocities and misdeeds that only served a single purpose. To be the best. Not a day goes by without a new milestone of meanness. No sunset without new superlatives in one of the countless studios of our ladies!
Some things cannot really be described in words. You can try, but fail miserably. That has to do with the fact that you first have to handle what you see. We wondered for a long time whether we should create a new category for this type of torture. Because everything that has been there up to then is clearly dwarfed here.
Lady Iveta is back for an oily, shiny experience. And she needs a helping and loyal hand to bring her fantastic dress back to tantalizing shine, which will blow your mind. Only her neatest servant is able and allowed to prepare her dress from the tip of her boots, right over the skirt, up to her fingerless latex gloves.
Hell yeah, it’s time for spring cleaning at Mistress Cloes’ penthouse. It could be worse, because Mistress Cleo has found her most thorough living broom you can imagine. Maybe to tall for a small cubbyhole but who cares.
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