Best Compilation Of Lauren The Cat Getting A Facial

Mistress stood up, walked across the room and stood between Ferrari and Gimp, her crutch within inches of Gimp. He owed Mistress everything. Ferrari was young but oozed a sex appeal that Gimp drooled for. General sexual banter travelled back and forth between the two of them while Gimp was forced to listen. SLAP!! Mistress stood up, walked across the room and stood between Ferrari and Gimp, her crutch within inches of Gimp. “You massage her now you dirty little slut.”
Gimp, slowly crawled behind Ferrari and slowly massaged her neck, back, ears and head. He could feel Ferrrari melting into relaxation and noticed her breasts heaving as she fought to catch her breath while Gimp was struggling to breath behind his hood. Gimp could feel his chastity device tighten as though it was almost shrinking around his swollen, throbbing penis with precum starting to release, let out a sigh and passed out. Through the crack in the door he could still see Mistress and Ferarri. Gimp only had eyes for Mistress Crystal, yet couldn’t help but catch a sideways glimpse at Ferrari.