After several rounds, I was a gasping, trembling mess, only held up by my wrist cuffs and the dildo buried in my ass
. Grabbing the cloth-covered thing next to the table, he dragged it toward me, a metallic scraping audible as he moved it over the tile. The man stroked my cock almost to orgasm two more times and then turned to nod at Linda
. . The hallway was dim, with mostly burnt-out ceiling lights, and empty
After several rounds, I was a gasping, trembling mess, only held up by my wrist cuffs and the dildo buried in my ass
. Grabbing the cloth-covered thing next to the table, he dragged it toward me, a metallic scraping audible as he moved it over the tile. The man stroked my cock almost to orgasm two more times and then turned to nod at Linda
. . The hallway was dim, with mostly burnt-out ceiling lights, and empty
After several rounds, I was a gasping, trembling mess, only held up by my wrist cuffs and the dildo buried in my ass
. Grabbing the cloth-covered thing next to the table, he dragged it toward me, a metallic scraping audible as he moved it over the tile. The man stroked my cock almost to orgasm two more times and then turned to nod at Linda
. . The hallway was dim, with mostly burnt-out ceiling lights, and empty
Blonde Solo - Scott Ward