Golden Guardian is resting on a St. Andrews Cross as you get a good pan on her in lala land. Once she wakes up you watch as she struggles against her binds that hold her helpless. Her lips sealed tightly around her cleave gag as she mpphhs and struggles. The white pieces of cloth dig tightly into her wrists, thighs, and ankles as she struggles to escape from this wooden cross. Once she writhes and struggles, she again, gathers all the energy she can and rips the cloth from her limps and gets herself loose but just because she escaped does not mean she is getting very far in this far off lair t...
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Golden Guardian is resting on a St. Andrews Cross as you get a good pan on her in lala land. Once she wakes up you watch as she struggles against her binds that hold her helpless. Her lips sealed tightly around her cleave gag as she mpphhs and struggles. The white pieces of cloth dig tightly into her wrists, thighs, and ankles as she struggles to escape from this wooden cross. Once she writhes and struggles, she again, gathers all the energy she can and rips the cloth from her limps and gets herself loose but just because she escaped does not mean she is getting very far in this far off lair t...