I get off on Tony Orlando. Can't say why, exactly, but watching his cock twitch when he can't move? That does something to me. I strap his wrists to the old dental chair first, pulling the leather tight, feeling the current rise in my chest with every cinch. Then the plastic wrap comes out. I wind it around his head and the headrest until his face is sealed in place, mouth open, breath loud. His dick jumps the second he realizes he can't turn away. I clamp his balls next, two strong clips biting down, and he bucks against the chair like he's trying to fuck the air. The power swaps hands every time he groans. He fights it at first, but I know the truth: Tony has to finish himself off. Always. So when I finally cut him loose, I grab his jaw, shove my tongue down his throat, and watch him fist that thick, cut cock until he paints his stomach white.
I get off on Tony Orlando. Can't say why, exactly, but watching his cock twitch when he can't move? That does something to me. I strap his wrists to the old dental chair first, pulling the leather tight, feeling the current rise in my chest with every cinch. Then the plastic wrap comes out. I wind it around his head and the headrest until his face is sealed in place, mouth open, breath loud. His dick jumps the second he realizes he can't turn away. I clamp his balls next, two strong clips biting down, and he bucks against the chair like he's trying to fuck the air. The power swaps hands every time he groans. He fights it at first, but I know the truth: Tony has to finish himself off. Always. So when I finally cut him loose, I grab his jaw, shove my tongue down his throat, and watch him fist that thick, cut cock until he paints his stomach white.