This Really Is Jack Dixons Dungeon.
His presence overlooks every inch of this space. Founded in full leathers on his throne he lights a cigar up. This leather that is hairy daddy fills the space with cigar smoke. Jack Dixon calls over his submissive boy. Chance Summerlin is bound in chains and crawls within worship for his master. Clean his boots. Together with his tongue Chance that is ready licks and licks every inch of his masters glasses running his way up to what he needs, Jacks huge cock. Not so fast, Mr Dixon catches Chance and states and utilizes his mouth within a ash tray over and over again. Because he orders him to keep cleanup and his god filling his boy ash. Before his boy can get exactly what he needs Chance must earn it. Bent over and buttocks in the air, Jack operates Summerlins ass red and brings the crop out. The screams gets Chance rock hard and dripping with precum. Hes earned the right to consume Jacks penis. Chocking on each inch his master is worshiped by this bottom. Leather gloves that are jacks discover their way into Chances mouth because he plays glove worship on his muscle god. Next Jack ties Chance in inversion rope suspension that is restrictive. Chance takes the flogger onto penis and his chest. His screams are muffled with a ball gag. Ultimately in complete rope suspension, Jack fucks deep and hard Chance. His penis fills up Odds asshole like never before. Chance yells in pain and pleasure. A thick heavy load of cum onto his bottoms confront after working his own boy over Jack unloads. Choking him with cum. Eventually chance is jacked off with Jacks hands which gets Summerlins cock flooding the dungeon floor with cum.
