Spiders Web_(1)
She was on her back, long, blonde, hair stretching out from her head like a halo. Her eyes covered in a black velvet blindfold, her pouting lips trembling in excitement. She was nude and wrapped tightly to the futon with layers of saran wrap, like a spiders web enshrouding her. Only her breasts and cock were free, the cold air seeming almost arctic in comparison to the heat of her body held within the plastic. She wiggled as much as she could, not in disobedience, but in excitement. Her entire body was on fire with anticipation of what would come next. The faintest touch, just a whisper of a sensation made her moan loudly as he began to slowly tickle the base of her cock with a feather. Just the very tip of the feather …