Vicky chokes Sandra

Vicky put her whip handle across Miss H’s throat and pulled back, Miss H’s eyes widening and her tongue flopping out of her mouth as she gagged for air. Her **** breathing and Vicky’s hold stretched her back into an arch, causing her chest to burst out of her top and revealing her black bra as buttons flew everywhere. Vicky laughed triumphantly, using the heel of her stilettos to teach at Sandra’s ass through her panties.

“Gonna make you my bitch, little slut. You like that, don’t you?” She jerked the whip to make Sandra nod against her will. “That’s right. All the fucking you can stand, and then a little bit more than that!”

Sandra suddenly reached behind her and jammed her thumbs into Vicky’s eyes. She yelped and released the hold, rubbing her face as Sandra gasped wildly for breath, her big bare chest heaving.