Melissa Moore : Black Canary Won t Sing

Black Canary stands in front of her mirror, posing her sexy bod, getting ready for her night of crime fighting. A cloaked man suddenly appears in the corner of her room,before she can react, casts a knock out spell,,her leather clad body falls limp to the bed. Grabbing a wand from the drawer he places it on her clit, instantly waking her up. Evil hums ring fourth from the device spelling certain doom for Black Canary’s pussy. Space Monk unzips his preys leather panties,places it on her clit. The sudden expenditures of her powers jolt her awake. She fights against her bonds helplessly, realizing that its too late to resist. Space monk fondles her tits, squeezing her nipples making sure the Black Canary is wholly devoid of her powers in every inch of her body. The Black Canary squirms,moans against Space Monks dastardly device, rivulets of her juices fleck off the head of the vibrator. Space Monk pulls his cock out,let’s the completely defenseless little birdy suck it. She works her tongue,lips up,down his shaft. It turns her on so much to be eating her captors cock she orgasms, her whole body spasming as she lets out screams,moans. Space Monk takes her to his lair,secures her arms over head. He continues his vibrating pussy torture. He pulls one leg up,holds the wand to her pussy, leaving her nothing to do but put her full weight into the pulsing rod. She gyrates on it, giving in fully to the loss of her powers cumming over,over again. Her dripping wet pussy is opened wide for his cock,he pushes it into her as he continues to use the wand. Her pussy takes in his length, her warmth working him up. He un ties her,puts her on her submitted knees,shoves it to the back of her throat. Making her use both hands to stroke him, he blasts his nuts across her tongue.