Last Cbt Orgasm Before Castration
I saunter into the dim dungeon, my leather-clad form exuding power as I eye my naked worm quivering in anticipation. With a cruel laugh, I slam my stiletto boot onto his swollen cock, grinding relentlessly until he whimpers in ecstasy-laced agony. Hooding his face, I leash him like a dog, forcing him down. Gloved fingers … Last Cbt Orgasm Before Castration
