
The gardeners and footmen below are now openly masturbating as they watch the show unfolding above them. Larry, unable to wait any longer, pulls out his cock and starts to stroke it vigorously. "Fuck, Dolly," he says, his eyes glued to your bouncing tits, "you're so fucking hot." You can feel the heat from his stare as he takes a step closer to the ladder, his hand moving faster and faster. You want to look away, to hide from their gazes, but you can't. You're trapped in a cycle of humiliation and desire that's spiraling out of control.
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