“You’re mine now,” the Torquer calmly states, straddling the hero in a display of sweet, muscular thighs. “Tables have turned…” By way of the seductive substance, Mr. Spectacular is putty in Torquer’s hands. The stubbled super hero is manhandled and humped, made to lick and worship Torquer’s tightly muscled biceps. In a daze, Mr. Spectacular is forced to lay down, providing ample access to his perfect back, lats, and ass. The camera lingers lovingly on silver clad balls pounding against a flawless red lycra covered gluteus maximus as Torquer humps and hinders the hero, taking full advantage of his power over so beautiful a body. There can be no resistance…
