When I was tying Lena to the table she was basically wiggling around with anticipation and delight like a puppy. She said that "I should offer forced orgasm therapy as a service". Ugh stop it Lena
I scraped some of her cum off the table and froze it in liquid nitrogen in case I'm ever the scientist in charge of Plan B from "Interstellar" and the world needs clones of the perfect women
