Bad Bella – Prove it

You wake up drowsy, confused and tied up. I smile devilishly while telling you you're in big trouble. I'm wearing your favorite crotchless stockings and princess tiara. Aren't I your special girl? The only one you need? I start stroking your cock, and your body is quick to respond. Must have been that crushed up blue ingredient I put in your dri n k. You're going to prove to me that you're all mine.