No matter how drippy, teasy and wet the boys get, I’m invincible, and here’s proof. Dangling from the ceiling, poor little Donnie can barely struggle in his restraints. Every little wiggle has him swinging around, and he’s reduced to just gagged moans as I have my way with him. After all the teasing, the restraints are just too much. Even with my mouth right up against his cock… guess it’s a denial day.
