Your last contact with any control of your movement is your feet in the sand holding you just as far back as you can step before the chains on your wrist cuffs lift you into the air. xxx full hd Then I cuff your hands to the outside of the radial hand rails so your bottom rests just at the edge of the metal platform. The second woman pushes her man forward wickedly wanting to see him too engaged. Sliding the pants over you ankles I let you swing back and away into the dark, bare bottomed and constrained to the swing. In the center of the little amusements was a familiar contraption the spinning merry go-round. The woman’s hands have unconsciously reached down to her vulva and she instinctively rubs herself. Here I can hold you in the air while I pull off your shoes with
