I took a second to stroke it gently through my leather-clad hands. XXX Video With a final pat on his sensitive shaft, I stood, walking around to look at his back. I finished and sat back to admire my work. So, into my fetish closet I went! This was the last moment free of pain it would be experiencing tonight. Downstairs with you, slut. It truly was art. That moisture was going to make his whipping even worse and I was ready to collect every last scream. Using my other hand, I grabbed a small hammer and tapped the needle into the wood as far as I could. The pale creaminess of his cock, the red droplets of blood dripping to the floor…it made me feel whole.
