It’s time to retire for the evening, but first, 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 tied 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 guy won’t let me watch. Boy then urges me to sit on a chair in the living room. I’m curious where this scenario is going, so I eagerly obey him. Then, Johnny proceeds to give me a thick over the muzzle, oral cavity packing stuffed, silver duct tape gag, so I won’t be able to interrupt his process. I am further taped to the stool with more duct tape at the ankles, just above my bare feet, and to the back of the easy-chair at my elbows and wrists. I am not quite sure what to anticipate, but I am sure guy has more planned than just taping me to the stool. This is exactly when Johnny realizes that buddy is missing something and runs to the kitchen for more tape…this time boy reappears with electrical tape (huh?). That chub pulls out his surprise (hee hee!) and tapes it around my skin 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. That thing actually is magic! Of course, I would sit back in duct tape all night and enjoy this little treat! Who needs bed?
Format: mp4
Duration: 9:10
Video: 1440×1080, AVC (H.264), 2108kbps
Audio: 153kbps