His body was hers. Clamps on his balls and on his nipples. XXX Well, this was just another kind of torture, after all. Wickedly grinning Sarah was toying with it with the tips of her nails. The boy spasmed against his binds with a whimper. Steph was the first to take his hard cock in her hands, wrapping long and supple fingers around the large glans. Moaning as if about to cry. His penis smelled of alcohol after it. Her guise made her look perfectly innocent, save maybe for her long, black-painted nails. Debbie kept fucking with the sound, turning the dial up every now and then. (It wasn’t for pleasure, that was for sure!) Tortured to an orgasm, what a terrible experience – or wonderful, depended from which end you were looking at



















