All I can say is he put up a little bit of a fight at first. As he became resolved to the fact that the tickling/worship table was going to be his destiny, he realized that the first reinforced leather restraint Had already been placed around his right leg and was tightly holding him down. Is apprehension quickly turned two a mix of pleasurable whimpering and audibly saying “oh my gosh.” He spent close to an hour on the table, when I let them go, he let me know he would be back. 27. Str8, FEET.
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