Caged

Crystal Crown wears a police cap and nothing else inside a cage. A dark-haired man stands just outside the bars, watching. She drops to her knees, takes his cock through the cold metal, sucks it deep until spit runs down her chin. He reaches in, holds her hair, fucks her throat. Then the roles switch. He steps inside, bends her over the bars, spreads her ass and pushes into her tight hole. She gasps, clutches the steel, pushes back to take him deeper. When she can’t hold still any longer, she slips out, slams the door shut and locks him inside. Now she’s the one outside. She presses her tits to the bars, fingers herself while he strokes, waiting for her next order.