At My Friends Feet, Joey’s house is getting burgled and he catches the robber in the act. Unfortunately for him, that doesn’t stop the bad man from tying him up! Joey’s clothes are cut off, and the big ticklish guy is tormented by the robber’s fingers, feathers and brushes until he is begging for the tickling to stop.
Joey has a square jaw, blue eyes and ticklish size 12 feet along with that stunning body. See video of him being tickled at at My Friends Feet
After stealing some money from the Stinky Feet Mafia, Tony knows what his punishment will be. Boss Derek Atlas and his henchman Johnny Hazzard have very smelly feet and socks. They aren’t afraid to punish Tony by making him smell their smelly socks and stinky feet.
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Scene Title: Tony
Scene Short Description: Tony Meets The Stinky Feet Mafia
By Hunter Perez
Now, why in the world didn’t I allow Nicky to uncuff me when he made the offer? Perhaps I was being noble – his fantasy of arresting me clearly meant a lot to him and maybe I didn’t want to hurt his feelings? Or maybe I was still aroused at the concept of being his handcuffed prisoner? I had never done this type of a scene and I found it to be fun. At least for the initial part of the trip.
But once we got off the highway and took the road to the ghost town, my arms became sore and my shoulders hurt. The erection that accompanied me at the start of the journey disappeared and ride became more onerous while driving across a road in serious need of paving.
The area we drove through was conspicuously absent of civilization. Granted, the desert landscapes were beautiful in their ochre austerity, but to this urban denizen the absence of people, places and things was unsettling. And as a real estate professional, the location raised a host of questions.
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Covered in neoprene and wearing motorcycle helmets, Dallas Steele and Diesel Washington rub each other’s bodies — teasing each other as the tension builds. After sliding his helmet on Dallas’s ass, Diesel reaches around and releases the muscle stud’s throbber — then gets a whiff of it over his open visor. Diesel guides Dallas down, his huge dick soon choking the sucker. Dallas engulfs Diesel’s balls as the side of his face gets dick whipped, spitting down on his own cock as he sucks (“Get it wet,” moans Diesel as Dallas gasps). Diesel returns the favor, worshipping Dallas’ steel rod. Diesel opens wide, huge strands of spit falling to the floor. With one strand still stuck to his face, Diesel moves his head in circles to wrap the spit around Dallas’s cock again. Diesel beats his face with it, moaning as he sucks balls deep. Dallas fingers the spit and feeds it back to the breathless sucker. They kiss, then eat each other out. Diesel pins Dallas against the wall and fucks him hard, the rock-hard bottom then sitting down on the big dick—his massive legs working hard — before getting on his back. The two fire their wads, Diesel dousing the bottom’s groin.
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By BondageChallengeGames
“Tom changed the code!”
My shout echoed through the garage. I’d hoped this final plea before I was muffled would convince Andrew to stop, to release me and give me a break. It wasn’t my fault he would remain locked in chastity. We’d both been played by Tom.
But as he secured the gag on my head and placed the swim cap back over my face, it became very clear my realization had fallen on deaf ears.
In the 45 seconds I could hold my breath in the swimcap, Andrew put clamps on my nipples and restarted the electrode cycle. When my air ran out and I started to thrash around, he let me struggle a few seconds longer than usual. I sucked in the nonexistent air, causing the swim cap to go flush against my face. Only then did he take the cap of and let me breathe. While I rushed to fill my lungs before the cycle could start again, he flogged my stomach, causing the clamps to wiggle and pull even more.
The worst was about to come.
Continue reading Interrogation Game: Chapter 4 – Desperation
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