He is left naked, cuffed on his stomach, his ass stinging and still wondering who The Voice is. She moans and writhes beneath his mouth. x video He just licks her, gently probing her opening. *Crack* and finally the feathers. Since he just got done jogging he is only wearing his gym shorts, his shirt, shoes and socks were abandoned by the door when he came in. A warm hand grasps his sac and squeezes gently, oh so gently and rolls his balls around in her palm. Her other hand slides back to his ass crack and she runs a finger back and forth across his asshole. “Did I tell you to speak or make noise?” The Voice queries. “Four.”
Another bead slides out.
