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You could see just how nothing in his young life had prepared him indian for the intensity of it. And he was utterly helpless against it. Yet he could stop struggling. Couldn't stop screaming for mercy. It was adorable! The ladies slowly moved the electrodes up and down and around, exploring the cock's contours with loving precision, the shaft and the head, covering every sensitive inch. His cries and struggles as their guide. He gave such good reaction! Greatly inspiring their work. Elecricity to his nipples, balls and anus completed the treatment, creating a complete sense of violation. All main erogenous zones targeted. With the effects of Elixir, this sort of torture was the ultimate perversion of sexual experience. His body and mind in absolute confusion as to what was going on. His very soul in a state of terror! The Goddess Non Nude was certainly smiling upon them now. The Latina ladies sure were smiling. Smiling and laughing, taking absolute delight in the suffering they caused the boy. He was theirs completely, his agony their delight! They drank up the beauty of it as he cried and screamed, and struggled and struggled and struggled and struggled... And then he came. As far as sights went, Reesha found no other one as insanely erotic as a restrained beautiful young boy's helpless big, hard cock in pain, squirting out semen. The boy cried into his gag and jerked madly as his electrified penis spat out jets of cum onto his sexy abs. He convulsed, muscles flexed. Taken over by a powerful torturegasm. And the four ladies, of course, kept full attention of the electrodes on his cock, circling round and round the super sensitive large head, finding the best, most vulnerable spots. And he cried, and he involuntarily and violently fought his merciless binds to no avail. And they laughed. Then they increased the voltage. A torturegasm was the single most intense experience you could have! The crowning jewel of the Art. With the Elixir, the mind and the body interpreted pain as something like pleasure, though not pleasurable in the least. What the orgasm was for pleasure the torturegasm was for pain: a culmination, a pinnacle, a peak. I want to be fucked like I am your cum toy. I wasn’t expecting you to be…well…in the middle of something and when I saw you I couldn’t seem to pull myself away. Most of the time that wasn't easy but I loved trying to solve that delicious mystery. We have sensitive microphones and visuals turned on so we will know. But as I walked I scrolled up to the pictures again. The combination of taking my office-mates to noisy orgasms, being naked, and being frequently touched and teased left me wanting for my own pleasure release. Their closest neighbors were Frank and his wife Janet. She began to move faster, pumping on my shaft. I then covered my bet; I bought two hand-powered devices to be safe. Non Nude Yet, with Cal, he had begun to accept part of himself that Latina was helping him to come out of his indian shell, at least a little. “Yes, yes, yes, make me cum!” howled the Black girl, her pussy squeezing hard around my dick. As if I could say no… I nodded and before I knew it I was in her arms and we were in the air. At the same time, Julie’s fingers really got busy in Carly’s pussy, causing Carly to release the purple monster, and leaving Ashley and Nikki to fuck each other with it. The other hunk put his microphone vibrator to one of my nipples. “D… dick…S… stop this…” I said helplessly. I looked back at the side of the house where Bonnie was on her knees, slouched against the side of the house with her head hung low, sobbing. Her limbs ached horribly, she tried to stretch out. I quickly stepped up and dropped my pants to the floor, and she slipped her mouth over my cock without looking up. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”