When I leave dummy behind in the smotherbench for My friends to play with, he can usually count on a breathless experience. This time though, I don't think anything could have quite prepared him.

Dummy was definitely breathless, but more so from the physical nature of Irene Silver's visit. It wasn't enough to just facesit him. There needed to be a greater intensity, such as full weight standing on his chest, stomach and even a little bit of neck and face. Irene takes great joy in pummeling her vulnerable prey with knees and punches, and even took it to another level with skipping a... Show more