You are such a fiend for leather. The smell. The look. The feel. Every time you see a powerful woman encased in it, especially her slender hands; your cock grows rock solid. You've had this weakness for the material as long as you can remember. Unable to control yourself. That's why I have no choice but to lock you up. Keeping you from stroking yourself mad. You will be teased and denied by the very thing that you crave. Soft, smooth leather. My round full breasts busting out of leather in my corset. My hands manipulating movements in tan leather gloves. Along with my bright red lips that m... Show more