Homecoming Hypnotism: Chapter Six, Part Two
The toys tucked away inside her and she groaned, shifting her weight as her body pulsed and throbbed around them, reminding her constantly of their heated presence, always there, always wanton… mark teased her, running his fingers over the latex harness
Land Sharks: Horsing Around
Ivy feels the straps and harness attaching to its own heavy bound rubber harness. the weight of the straps and its load weighing in on the shark toy as its need for release grows ever more.
Fuckboi's Cumming Home!
The fact that the tight rubber harness on their chest restricted his movements a bit made their mad masturbating feel that much more intense.
Tentacle Teasing Her Pony Pet
"can't have these getting dirty," she murmured, talking to herself rather than arctic as she fiddled with his latex harness, the slick shine of it gleaming in the dappled sunlight cast down through the deciduous trees.
Bound and Dominant
The leading strands of latex slide between the crevice of her crotch and legs, coiling around her legs, like a rubber harness before its consumed by the rolling rubber.
No Control (M/M)
Black rubber shirt, red rubber harness, red rubber chemical gauntlets, black sailor-front pants, red rubber riding boots. for that matter, he was a reverse fox.
Christmas at the Raven's
Xavier said as he began to pull the rubber harness off of his body, only to feel a hand grab onto the ring and yank it back down onto his body.