Acordei exausta às 6h, ele gozou na minha boca e partiu. Salve, Amigodiscreto!

(I can’t believe I had more pain from my nipples than the abusive clamping of my poor penis.) He tied a clothesline cord to the pliers, and started whipping the cord back and forth violently. Ken was pounding my ass so hard that my poor cock felt like it was going to get the skin rubbed from it against the couch fabric. XXX It seemed the more I moaned, the harder the next thrust would be. Through all this pain, I suddenly realized I was about to have the best orgasm of my 35 years. A needle of some sort. For the next, I don’t know how long, he would alternately twist, pull, and bat the vise-grips. The two smaller pliers were clamped one to each nipple. I’d been fucked in the mouth before, but this guy was quite serious when he said he liked it hard and forceful.