1. Bondage Suckpants


    Date: 9/30/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: Collaredprincess, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    into the pants.) Not something you normally expect and I instinctively pulled with all my weight away from him and simultaneously clenched my teeth … To no avail, though… The ring gag did not let me. But the body jerk seems to help the boy from behind to finally relax and he emitted a thick hot jet which almost hit my stomach from the other side. A cold tip of the still flaccid penis is lying on my tongue. The owner is not moving, apparently silently enjoying the building sensation. And it has happened. Suddenly the cock sprang to life. After the first pulse it started slowly creeping deeper in my mouth. It feels like the cock is not connected to any human body, a thing on it’s own, like tentacles in mangas. A Thing without a brain, a Thing without a bone, a Thing without the owner, just a pulsing, slowly expanding Thing inevitably heading its goal – my throat… The flow in my bowels has finally ceased. With the last drops the guy squeezed my buttocks to prevent the backflow and withdrawn his hose just to quickly replace it with an inflatable butt-plug. Before I could expel what he’s injected, the plug has been quickly inflated and fixed with the harness. Too late… Now I have a bucket of salty liquid in my guts and that ...
    merciless Thing in my mouth. x-ray oral sexThe pulsing Thing has finally stopped just behind the tonsils. Thanks God he used the spray… I can’t stand anything touching the back of my tongue, let alone the back of my throat… But I can’t tell if he stands close or far from the edge of the table I was bound to. What if… I gasped for the air when he thrusted forward … The deepness his cock has reached shocked me… Never before … But since my chin is laying flat on the table and the throat is aligned with my mouth, he can go as deep as my stomach and I can do nothing to prevent that… The short rubber tube connecting the hood and the pants does not let his dick leave my throat completely. But at least I can get some air. Fortunately, the abusing of my well lubricated throat does not last an eternity. He breaks the rhythm … tenses … the cock fills all the space within the ring gag … and … explodes with thick squirts!!! The Thing is retreating… Unwillingly though … It’s crawling away leaving piles of a melting substance with a smell of a fresh water-melon… Again, only the very tip rests on the top of my tongue and does not even react to my caressing… The guy got out of the pants, leaving me alone. A piece of shiny garden furniture…
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