My upper torso is also wrapped with a stout leather strap, keeping my arms in place and thus I can’t move either my arms or my hands. All I could do was stand with my legs wide open as I could while still standing in place, pushing my pelvis forward as my cock was devoured deeply and then back again as a huge cock slowly worked it’s way into me, forcing me to open more and more as it went deeper, leaving me to call out in time and rhythm: “MM! Gay sex And he was good. MPH! I was no longer in control: I was moving in time to the one penetrating from behind and the other taking me into my mouth. I’m good,” I replied as I followed and walked into the narrow kitchen. And he was good. So I agreed to his terms (he asked for a little more than usual) and offered me a time slot meeting my desires: as soon as possible.I was incredibly horny.So leaving home I took the train into the city, into the more upscale area.
