My needs

Your arms hang above your head to each side, preventing you from slouching too much.

Love your bratty ways. They make me want to take control of you and force myself down your throat.

You’re held in place both by the chain andy hand placed firmly on your pretty head. Without needing my instruction your beautiful lips open. I went your wet mouth as I pull your head forward. You hear me moan in delight at how good you feel. I get frantic my grip tightening on your head. Each thrust takes me deeper in your mouth until I surpass your tongue. Before long your lips are moving from base to tip back and forth in my forceful rythm. Your sloppy sounds and soft gags only encourage me to keep going.