Fetish Fantasy Limited Edition Metal Handcuffs

Before I knew what was happening, I felt cold metal clasp around my wrists. I’d never been handcuffed before—but there was no mistaking what was happening. With my wrists cuffed behind my back, he pushed me down on the bed and shoved my legs apart. My emotions were mixed with confusion and desire and I let out a loud moan as I felt his tongue flick my clit.