One Suspension, Endless Orgasms

Christian Red’s capable hands know exactly what to do to me and where to touch me. He ties me into a chest harness and binds my wrists above my head to suspend me. Hanging in a pretty summer dress with knee-high socks and no underwear, my legs are bound open for him to touch me as he wants. He keeps me cumming over and over and over, my cunt soaking wet from the endless orgasms as I thank him and beg him for more. I lose count of how many orgasms he gives me: how many can you count?