Chair Vibed

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, boy 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 fellow will not let me watch. Gink then urges me to sit on a armchair 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 face hole, throat packing stuffed, silver duct tape gag, so I won’t be able to interrupt his process. I am further taped to the easy-chair 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 boy has greater amount planned than just taping me to the chair. This is precisely when Johnny realizes that guy is missing something and runs to the kitchen for more tape…this time fellow reappears with electrical tape (huh?). Chap pulls out his surprise (hee hee!) and tapes it around my flesh and firm to my muff. Johnny plugs in the device and then turns it on. Before I know it, I have forgotten all ’bout plans for bed as I writhe around in rapture from…you guessed it…the Hitachi wand. This thing undoubtedly is magic! Of course, I would sit back in duct tape all night and enjoy 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