Rack Warehouse is where lustful chaps go to receive their balls drained of rogering cum. Daphne Rosen is in a constricted spot there but she’s been in tight spots in advance of and she’ll be in constricted spots in the future so don’t worry about her. Her taut spots can handle any size knob. At 1st, Daphne is on top of things and very female-dominator and bossy. The tables turn shortly afterwards and this babe finds herself on the not correct end of a riding crop but the right end of a spurting meat hose. Her guest shags the living shit with out Daphne, impaling her every which way but effortless. Ever the lovin’ cum-whore Daphne extracts his man-juice with a vigorous jacking, taking the hefty load over her biggest jugs. That babe has not met a pecker that babe cannot wrangle and she has met some jumbo tools. All in all, meat-thermometer is Daphne’s god, her king, her ruler, and her reason for being. Her purpose is to serve man.