The shoulder chains were several inches shorter, holding his head and upper body at a slightly higher level. The parabolic curve of the sling also bowed his torso forward, reducing the distance between face and crotch considerably. Todd found himself staring straight at his long-suffering erection, still tightly bound and painfully rigid. Jutting up at him, the sweetly weeping eyelet was barely half a meter away.
The balls below were bare and bruised, but tingling with anticipation nonetheless. Unfortunately, what was below those now hung at the perfect level, and the thigh straps were conspiring to pull it out invitingly open. Suddenly Alyssa had her c**k on again, and she addressed her slut as she moved between his legs.
“Damn, you look tempting, hanging there all helpless and open lik
