It’s time to retire for the evening, but first, Johnny’s needs to relax and make everything peachy keen. So, when I meet him downstairs with my peach nightgown and satin panties, lad cogitates a scenario in which I can’t escape and am restrained to a pleasurable device. Johnny ambles upstairs (Wait, I was just there. Should I follow him? Nah!) and returns moments later with duct tape and a surprise this chub will not let me see. That chub then urges me to sit on a chair in the living room. I’m curious where that scenario is going, so I eagerly obey him. Then, Johnny proceeds to give me a thick over the mouth, face hole packing stuffed, silver duct tape gag, so I will not manage to interrupt his process. I am further taped to the chair with greater amount duct tape at the ankles, just above my bare feet, and to the back of the stool at my elbows and wrists. I am not quite sure what to anticipate, but I am sure that guy has more planned than just taping me to the chair. That is precisely when Johnny realizes this guy is missing something and runs to the kitchen for greater amount tape…this time dude reappears with electrical tape (huh?). Bloke pulls out his surprise (hee hee!) and tapes it around my body and firm to my muff. Johnny plugs in the device and then turns it on. Formerly I know it, I have forgotten all about plans for bed as I writhe around in rapture from…you guessed it…the Hitachi wand. That thing undoubtedly is magic! Of course, I would sit back in duct tape all night and have entertainment this little treat! Who needs bed?

Format: mp4
Duration: 9:10
Video: 1440×1080, AVC (H.264), 2108kbps
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