robby hooking dennis up to a vital signs monitor. restraining him to the gurney, strapping his wrists and ankles down. leaving him cold and naked on the bed, softly teasing his hairy cunt. robby spitting on his tdick, rubbing it in rounds until the beeping of his pulse increases. robby pulls back, teasing the boy. dennis tosses his head back, whining and rutting his hips against nothing. pulling at his restraints, fighting for some relief back on his clit. robby watches the monitor and only touches him again once he’s calmed down. he thumbs dennis’ swollen dick, arching his back, groaning angry. the familiar feeling of heat swirls in his belly knowing how quickly it gets torn away again, the high-pitched beeping of his pulse pounds in his head, crying from frustration, over and over again.
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