![]() Suddenly, he feels a heavy wetness lick up the back of his thigh all the way across his ass cheek, and part way up his back. Mark wants to touch himself he shudders with helplessness and increasing arousal. “You’ll see…” Stan said ominously now spraying whipped cream over mark’s balls and cock. “What gang? You’re an ex-con and dirty old man living alone in a shitty apartment building.” “Good, then like a good leader I have to share the spoils with my gang.” “You admit you’re now my bitch?” Stan suddenly asks. “God, that feels cold…” Mark said squirming in the cuffs and chains. Stan shoves the nozzle up Mark’s asshole and pushes the can so it starts spraying cold whipped cream inside the young man. Mark hears the fridge door open and shut to see the old man come back into his line of sight carrying a can of whipped cream. Stan starts retaking photos before going into the kitchen. Then the old man slaps his other ass cheek. ![]() Then Stan pulls Mark a few inches to the left. Mark turns his head, so he is peering to his right, back toward the front door. He finds the situation both amusing and arousing. Mark is unable to lift his body from the sofa. Stan gazes down at the helpless young man in the bondage gear and smiles.
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