You. Me. Your cock wedged down my throat and you uncontrollably shivering and quaking. This is all I wanted. This is all you'll get.

If you're a fan of legs struggling, frustrated looks, "hmph"s with pleading eyes and a pouty lip and good ol' fashioned DID energy, this is your scene.

A want hard, warm, evidence. I collect videos of weak JOI boys like you. Willing to listen and follow. And I want a multitude of videos on you, boy. Stroking, humping, gasping. Now press record.

Der Doktor ist da. Der Samenbecher ist herausgeholt. Eine gründliche Schwanzuntersuchung muss erfolgen, bevor der Patient dazu gebracht wird, seine Ladung zu verspritzen, und noch einmal zu verspritzen, und noch einmal … für die Wissenschaft.

Slippery gloved fingers keep him edged and drooling, gag talk just noise in my ear. Moan louder if you're close, whimper if you can handle meaner. Eb, flow. Hot clip.

I wanna hear you beg for it.

It's just me, my soles, and you. Working your body up and letting you feel every stroke and slide of my feet.

How fast can I make him beg? To cum, to touch and massage my feet, to serve.

Sharing is caring. Let's share this vibrator until we're both close and then stop, except it's only up to me to make the decision when to pull away, so you better hold back as long as I can.

Slow and sensual foot spa, except it's happy ending style if you know what I mean.

I'll let you goon and stroke and pump and drool and drip... but no cumming.

Sucked, fucked, and left wanting. Teasing his tip with my tongue, swirling and finally dragging my lips across his shaft. If it weren't for these restraints he'd be buckling and knees giving out. Let's test your limit.