Someone’s in the kitchen with Sandra… and it’s Caroline ready to cook up some passion! Sandra, bent over a chair in a red girdle, stands with black rope tying her ankles, knees, wrists, and waist. Caroline, dressed is a beige girdle, stockings, and heels, strides over. Giving Sandra a soft spank as she gazes down at her, Caroline gropes her sensually over the girdle. Settling a vibrator between Sandra’s thighs, Caroline turns it on and begins to rub it and back and forth beneath her girdled bottom!

“So eager…” Caroline murmurs mischievously. Sandra delightedly moans behind her black gag, drool running down her lips as she writhes her hips against the wand.

“No, not yet,” Caroline sternly teases, pulling the wand back a little…before letting it linger between Sandra’s thighs once more. Sandra is in such a needy state, desperately trying to push herself back against Carloine’s body despite her binds.

”Do you want more? Wiggle it, come on. Work for it!” Caroline taunts as she pleasures her, gripping the rope secured around Sandra’s waist to steady the pace. Sandra breathlessly moans behind her ball gag, breath hitching as her pleasure continues to rise.

“Put those hips into it, come on…” Caroline continues, running a hand over Sandra’s body and smiling at the sensual sounds. Eagerly complying, Sandra wiggles her bottom and arches her back, the exquisite agony of her situation made all the more stark. Caroline laughs, then pulls the vibrator away.

“Let’s give you a little break..” She taunts, as she gropes Caroline over her girdle, running her hands over her helpless body. “Do you want more?” Sandra moans louder. “You do?” Sandra nods vigorously, her body almost visibly aching for the vibrator. Caroline smirks, slowly sliding the vibrator between Sandra’s thighs again. This time the teasing is too much, and it sends Sandra over the edge! She pants and moans, her orgasmic vocals muffled by the ball gag - but her pleasure is crystal clear! Wave after wave of orgasms shake Sandra’s body as she’s finally able to succumb to the blissful state from the stimulation. Satisfied, Caroline turns off the vibrator and leans on top of the panting Sandra. “Now…what will we have for dessert?” Caroline muses, a coy smile creeping over her lips...