Tickling Ticklish Tickle Torture

But when his breathing grew heavy he slowed his pace and savored every stroke against Ian’s soft, warm tongue and the deep, tight cavern of his throat. Ian still gagged every time Silas hit that spot, but he seemed to be trying to keep it together. His hands occasionally fluttered to Silas’s thighs, but he reacted as if he’d touched a hot burner and pulled his hands away again. “Don’t stop now, Ian,” Silas whispered, staring longingly at the boy. “I’m so close.” He pushed himself inside just once more and maledom held himself there, cutting off Ian’s air. He pulled at the boy’s hair to hold his face in place, pressing harder as he released. Ian gave a cough and tried to push away, but Silas leaned in and wrapped and arm around Ian’s head, holding him firmly as he rode out his pleasure. His hips pushed as he pulsed, until every drop was released. Silas slowly uncurled and pulled out of Ian’s mouth, while the boy collapsed and resumed his coughing. Silas sat down and leaned back, enjoying the feeling passing through his core, and the sight of his beautiful baby brother tousled on the floor, worn and exhausted from pleasing him. “See?” Silas asked, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Ian flashed a glare at his brother. “You have to admit, it could have been worse.” Silas zipped his slacks and knelt down to join Ian on the floor. He pulled Ian’s tired head into his lap and stroked his knotted hair. “You were such a good boy,” he cooed lovingly. “But I know you can do even better.” Ian stiffened at the words, but he didn’t respond. “Some other time,” Silas clarified. “I have to go to work. teen You should get back in bed and rest.” Sam looked at the huge collection of IP troops that he already had tied up. This was nothing compared to how many he'd seen on the planet when he was in space. He also had a huge pile of weapons stacked neatly not far from the troops. Waiting he knew that more would appear soon. These guys were nothing if not predictable. A moment later he heard what appeared to be frantic calls to the missing troops. “Ah yah. Stilleto's, dangly earrings and crotchless panty hose completed the look. They nodded and traded smiles. She mated with it with her mouth and began to suck it. "Oh yes Molly" Tom said and groaned as she started to lick his cock vigorously. “Well, what about your mom?” The other one asked. I will teen if it maledom bothers you. Then she felt his hand slipping up between her legs, she just spread them wide and let it happen, waiting to see what he could do. You're such a good son. Not interrupting her Daddy's fondling . . . You know you want it in your mouth. The toy that I had bought a few weeks before worked almost every time but that would mean a little bit of noise. But it wasn’t until she slid off her bikini bottoms and held out her hand to help me to my feet that I knew she was serious. At four glasses each, even with the full meal, Cassandra was feeling the alcohols buzz. "Well keep going." Chris leads the pack, giving me a head nod as he passes by. “Hi, baby,” I said, giving her a quick kiss. I marched with purpose, the numbers growing, a hallway bend approaching. Fuck, cumming, Oh, shit fuhk!." So under my kit, she was not wearing a bra because her side boobs were clearly visible from both the sides. I guess that most of the people who saw me thought that I was wearing similar clothes to the girl athletes on the Olympic running tracks.