It's pretty pure and simple.. You're simply mesmerized by Miss Whitney Morgan's long gorgeous black leather gloves.. You fixate upon them, not realizing your soon fate of them wrapped around you. First she'll tease.. placing her leather gloved hand over your mouth.. over your nose.. just to make you twitch a bit. Slowly gliding them down around your neck, feeling them tighten around you. She'll pull back, to taunt.. tease.. gaze upon you, weak yet begging for more. Even if you know it's your final fate, you beg for her leather gloves to grace you again.. to smother your face, to strong hold... Show more