When Martin sees me wearing heels and a short skirt, he gets hungry. And when he gets hungry, guaranteed, it’ll always be strict and it’ll bring tears. Tears even during the warm-up… like when my elbows are tied and my gag is connected to the ceiling and tilting my head in a VERY UNCOMFORTABLE position. Martin immediately goes for the giant gag, stuffs it into my mouth and ropes my pussy HARD. He loves just standing me in one position because it allows him to see all of me. The hair, the gag, the neck rope, my tits, my elbows, the crotch rope, my ass, my legs, my pussy and my feet. Sometimes, it’s not about the position but how I manage that big ball strapped tightly around my mouth, the rope wrapped around my neck or the crotch rope that’s BURIED in my pussy. I fucking love when he’s hungry for me cause I’m ALWAYS thirsty for Martin…
