MRGEAR about 8 hours ago
It canโt beg. It canโt escape. It exists only as a throbbing, sweating, current-ravaged object, every merciless surge dragging it deeper into agonized, exquisite submission, balls drawn tight, shaft pulsing on the edge of ruin, utterly owned by the relentless, throbbing current. โก๏ธ๐ค