Goutte mon zob

While some are lounging around, others must work hard to satisfy the burning desires of the dominant males of the city. Chopper has never been gentle, and from the moment he hides his identity behind a hood, his most primal instincts emerge. Facing him, his submissive, docile and ready to do anything to please his master, strives to follow his instructions to the letter, knowing that every mistake can lead to consequences. The air thick, the tension throbbing, Chopper's power is undeniable. The sucker, despite the brutality of the act, finds satisfaction in his submission, drowning in the masochistic pleasure of each of Chopper's movements. Each pulse of the dominant cock, each drop of sperm is a reminder that in this exchange, there is only one king.