It’s time to retire for the evening, but 1st, Johnny’s needs to relax and make everything peachy keen. So, when I meet him downstairs with my peach nightgown and satin panties, bloke cogitates a scenario in which I can’t escape and am fixed 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 chap will not let me see. Gink 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 throat, oral cavity packing stuffed, silver duct tape gag, so I will not manage to interrupt his process. I am further taped to the armchair with more duct tape at the ankles, just above my bare feet, and to the back of the chair at my elbows and wrists. I am not quite sure what to anticipate, but I am sure dude has greater amount planned than just taping me to the chair. That is precisely when Johnny realizes this this guy is missing something and runs to the kitchen for more tape…this time man reappears with electrical tape (huh?). Guy 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 without a doubt is magic! Of course, I would sit back in duct tape all night and have delight that little treat! Who needs bed?

Format: mp4
Duration: 9:10
Video: 1440×1080, AVC (H.264), 2108kbps
Audio: 153kbps

File size: 152.2 MB