Stunning brown-eyed brunette Mira V is showing us the ropes – and spilling all her horniest secrets. “Believe it or not, I used to be kind of shy,” she confesses.
It’s not easy to take her word for it, as she slips off her black lace bra, caresses her firm, perfect breasts and flaunts a trimmed pussy framed by stockings and garters. “Seriously…” she insists, as she winds a thick, red rope around her body then bends forward to display her snatch, fingers splaying it then probing deep inside.
She continues. “Luckily, I discovered bondage. I was fooling around with a guy in his workshop and I’m getting real nervous because I like him – I just can’t stop giggling. He’s trying so hard to be patient, and I’m even more frustrated with myself. So I grab this coil of rope from a shelf, and tell him to tie me up and do whatever he wants to me.
“He asks if I’m totally sure – once before he ties me up and then again when I’m bound. I say I am sure and he clamps one end of the rope between my teeth like a gag, but I can spit it if I need to say the safeword.
"It takes things to another level. I'm on my knees – he’s done me from behind before now, but his cock never felt so big and hard inside of me. He’s whipping my butt cheeks with the other end of the rope – just playfully but it stings a little. Then he starts to play with my asshole."
Her fingers stray into her crack as she continues her story. “As he’s lubing me up, I’m thinking how I’m bound and gagged and helpless. There’s absolutely nothing I can do to stop him. Then he’s cock’s inside of my ass, pushing in slow and easy, opening me up wide, and he’s fingering my clit and I start to cum, then he's plowing me and he’s cumming. And there’s nothing I can do to stop any of it…”
Did she forget the safeword? She shakes her head. “Of course not – I just didn’t want to say it. I still use the same one now." She smiles. "It’s ‘red rope’."