"We're going to play a game tonight... the same game we played in bed last night. Every time you cum, the gag gets tightened to your elbows". Imagine how wet these words made my pussy. The game is pretty self-explanatory. Martin puts me in a hogtie, then attaches a piece of rope from my gag to my elbows. Every time I cum, he pulls it tighter. I know I don't stand a chance. As soon as his fingers slide up inside me, I explode all over him. Over and over, Martin makes me cum and the gag gets strapped deeper in my mouth. The tighter the gag, the wetter the orgasm and Martin's fingers were made...

"We're going to play a game tonight... the same game we played in bed last night. Every time you cum, the gag gets tightened to your elbows". Imagine how wet these words made my pussy. The game is pretty self-explanatory. Martin puts me in a hogtie, then attaches a piece of rope from my gag to my elbows. Every time I cum, he pulls it tighter. I know I don't stand a chance. As soon as his fingers slide up inside me, I explode all over him. Over and over, Martin makes me cum and the gag gets strapped deeper in my mouth. The tighter the gag, the wetter the orgasm and Martin's fingers were made for my pussy.