My tight black leather motorcycle gloves are the perfect way to My slave. Rubbing that fine leather all over his weak face, he fawns over them like the leather slave he is. I tease and taunt him with it before covering his mouth and nose, causing him to gasp with each short breath I allow him. Giving him hardly any breaks, I stifle his moans out with My gloved hands before allowing him to kiss My leathered palms in gratitude. Never yours, An Li
