James poured a gallon of cum from the gay bar over Jason’s jacket and then pressed your face into hi

James poured a gallon of cum from the gay bar over Jason’s jacket and then pressed your face into his backside holding your head down against the warm sticky stinky leather. He pressed harshly and yelled “lick every droplet off! Even the years old crusty dried on filth spots! I want you to service every inch of his foul jacket! Otherwise I’m gonna have him lay on your face as I plastic wrap you to him. You’ll suffocate in the hellish sticky stinking leather and beg for air while I press him into you harder trampling his chest crushing your face into his nasty jacket!” you refused to lick the leather, James instead of grabbing plastic wrap grabbed duct tape and wrapped you to him head to toe caring not at all for your ability to breathe as he brutally smashed your face into the leather and tugged the tape tight laughing at your bubbling gurgling breaths below. He wrapped Jason and you together completely, even your feet were covered, Jason had only nose holes to breathe, and you had none aside from the wrinkles in the tape. All you could do was inhale the salty foul stench of the cum and suck on the leather as it smothered you constantly making you suffer and cry taking bubbly breaths of cum being forced to swallow it choking on it. James left the room and locked the door, Jason laid there unable to move. You cried beneath the stinky jacket, suffering. The next evening James returned laughing as Jason and you were squirming about the room, both suffocating. Jason clumsily rolled onto a plastic sheet and wrapped himself airtight. You were already suffering, now with no fresh air the rotten cum soaked leather pulled tighter and tighter with each breath. You cried as the leather seemed to cruelly fill your mouth and nose and then blacked out awakening in the same confines, with a mouth and nose full of rancid leather. James unwrapped the plastic and tape and pulled the foul jacket off Jason before wrapping it around your head. Jason grabbed the jacket and pressed his hands over your face smearing the stinky cum soaked leather around your face saying “All you will breathe is this foul jacket until you lick it clean!” He wrapped a chain around your neck and locked it and walked away saying “Be back in the morning, I expect not a single cum droplet or crusty cum spot on that entire jacket! Get licking! You can sleep in the stinky leather after it’s clean!” You tongued the foul leather for hours, eating up the stinky crusty cum. You blacked out from the foul hot air and heat hours later and awoke in the morning to Jason sitting on your face. Crushing the foul leather into your mouth and nose instantly silencing you. He wiggled on your face as you struggled. He waited for you to go limp then pulled the locking collar off and looked at the jacket, he squirted a load of cum on it and said. “It’s still dirty! Back into the stinking jacket you go to smother and suffer!” He pressed the slimy leather to your face and walked away saying “I can squirt on it every time you lick it clean. Hope you realize you’re my stinky foul leather jacket licking slave now!” -- source link

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