TG - I Prefer You, Part 2 - Elise Graves and Hazel Hypnotic
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I am in the mood to dig deeper... Hazel is a very reserved girl. She doesn't chat much, she doesn't anger quickly, she doesn't express herself often... unless she is in bondage. It is then, when Hazel can let go. Relax. Express herself a bit. But I am interested in detecting more than she is most likely wanting to give. I like intimacy. Closeness. I like watching others helpless and transparent in nature. Hazel's cooter is first-ever up for farther contemplation. For that to happen, Hazel sits, very exposed, stopped to a wooden "chair." Both she and I know that her cooter is on display. As with any exploration, I embark from the outside and work my way in. Enlivenment rushes to her honeypot as her lips are blown into a cooter pump. It's joy to watch her cooter widen and pack the cup. Hazel squeals. I smile. After some time, Hazel's labia lips are gripped with clover clamps and spread broad to permit for deeper contemplation. Eventually, though, I must inject her. As that is the only true way to understand another human. To become one with them. I ask her if she trusts me, which she answers affirmatively. This is important, as what I am doing requires a connection inbetween her body and mind. I must have Hazel accept me for the utter connection to be accomplish - Hazel and I are connected as one inwards her honeypot with my whole fist. Testing one's body is only the beginning. The mind is much more interesting to me. Exploring someone's mind is possible in a multiplicity of ways, but on this day, I am interested in using dread as a means of exposing the truth. For, through fear, one can get to the core. With the aide of a gas mask and rebreathing bag, I set out to watch what Hazel is made of. How much manage does she actually have over herself? Can she manage her sighing enough to stay in the mask - or does she gargle all the oxygen out of her allotted air deliver like the greedy restrain bondage whore that she is? What happens when Hazel's cooter is presented to an electric vibrator? I doubt you've ever heard an ear-piercing wail fairly like the one Hazel makes in answer to this toy. See as Hazel become increasingly stressed by her conditions. What is Hazel made of? You be the judge.
I am in the mood to dig deeper... Hazel is a very reserved girl. She doesn't chat much, she doesn't anger quickly, she doesn't express herself often... unless she is in bondage. It is then, when Hazel can let go. Relax. Express herself a bit. But I am interested in detecting more than she is most likely wanting to give. I like intimacy. Closeness. I like watching others helpless and transparent in nature. Hazel's cooter is first-ever up for farther contemplation. For that to happen, Hazel sits, very exposed, stopped to a wooden "chair." Both she and I know that her cooter is on display. As with any exploration, I embark from the outside and work my way in. Enlivenment rushes to her honeypot as her lips are blown into a cooter pump. It's joy to watch her cooter widen and pack the cup. Hazel squeals. I smile. After some time, Hazel's labia lips are gripped with clover clamps and spread broad to permit for deeper contemplation. Eventually, though, I must inject her. As that is the only true way to understand another human. To become one with them. I ask her if she trusts me, which she answers affirmatively. This is important, as what I am doing requires a connection inbetween her body and mind. I must have Hazel accept me for the utter connection to be accomplish - Hazel and I are connected as one inwards her honeypot with my whole fist. Testing one's body is only the beginning. The mind is much more interesting to me. Exploring someone's mind is possible in a multiplicity of ways, but on this day, I am interested in using dread as a means of exposing the truth. For, through fear, one can get to the core. With the aide of a gas mask and rebreathing bag, I set out to watch what Hazel is made of. How much manage does she actually have over herself? Can she manage her sighing enough to stay in the mask - or does she gargle all the oxygen out of her allotted air deliver like the greedy restrain bondage whore that she is? What happens when Hazel's cooter is presented to an electric vibrator? I doubt you've ever heard an ear-piercing wail fairly like the one Hazel makes in answer to this toy. See as Hazel become increasingly stressed by her conditions. What is Hazel made of? You be the judge.
Added: 2020-09-29 • Views: 57 • Duration: 45:43
Categories: BDSM, Bondage, Domination, Extreme, Fetish, Hardcore • Models: Elise Graves, Hazel Hypnotic, Elise Grave
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