I'm going out in my bronze, sequined body suit and I can't take you with me. People would never believe we were together anyway. But I suppose I can't just leave you here, they say a tired boy is a good boy you know. So let me make you good and tired before I go out by putting you in head scissors and sitting on that pathetic face. Feel the sequins scratch your neck as I squeeze tighter and tighter, cutting off your air flow until I'm satisfied. I crush your head between my thighs facing both forwards and backwards until I've had enough and show you how well that face is going to sink betw... Show more