Deep in the Hold: My Forbidden Hunger for His Desperate Load
Down in the ship’s hold, the air thick with rust and sweat. The treadmill hums. He’s there, blindfolded, earplugged, chained in his puffy diaper panties. Tenth sub. Starving, parched. My pussy clenches. I’ve chased cum from nine cocks already. This one’s the prize. Heart pounds. Forbidden. No one’s watching. Excitement surges, hot between my thighs. […]