Cum All Over Her Face And Down Her Throat

My parent’s roomy sub-basement, soundproofed thoroughly by thick concrete, spacious and with all the industrial equipment (wall chain hooks, ceiling runners, winches, tables perfect for bondage) needed for any good torture chamber, all conveniently provided due to my house’s former credentials as a pub. XXX I bought a lot more to play with, but they’ll come up in the story. I bought a lot more to play with, but they’ll come up in the story. That changed when my parents announced that they were going to take a “second honeymoon”, or something, without me, if it was okay to leave me home alone for two weeks. Attatched by a mechanism that meant that it could be spun at any angle were two more metal bars, like a fork stretching outwards. His dark skin was covered in a thin patina of sweat, and his panic was beginning to subside. Also, despite being a fair bit smaller than me, he sported a big bulge he liked to show off