Trampleocity

The fabulous Francesca and that mean Mistress Rhiannon catch an office thief going through Rhiannon's purse. (The girls happen to be dressed in super-sexy lingerie.) Turn him over to the cops? Sure, eventually. First, the girls are going to pound the living crap out of him. It's trample time! When Francesca climbs aboard his torso, using her full weight to drive those high heels into his guts, Rhiannon tickles his ribs. Excruciating! "Take his shirt off so we can see the heel marks," she suggests. The sight is amazing -- Francesca's long, dagger-like points almost puncture his flesh. "Stop whining!" Rhiannon orders their victim, as she digs her fingernails deep into his ribs. Her platform heels do an excellent job of turning his torso scarlet. Then comes the barefoot trampling -- Rhiannon really knows how to use those long, shapely legs to crush her sub underfoot, while Francesca steps on his hands to pin him in place. Then BOTH girls scramble atop his chest. Francesca presses her foot into his throat, then balances herself with the other foot atop his forehead. Meanwhile, Rhiannon mercilessly tweaks his vulnerable nipples. Naturally, Francesca's nightie just happens to waft away from her delightful chest during these strenuous proceedings, just before she subjects his face to some splendid twat-suffocation. Then she presses her feet into his face, smashing his nose nearly flat, followed by running leaps onto his torso. She loves to skip and hop and...SMASH.