What a giggly worm my boyfriend has become. All wrapped up in shiny saran wrap, a lil hole for his face and perfect access to his cock. He's not giggling anymore when I ruin him into a dripping mess.How could I do that, he wonders? What he feels is powerlessness. It's what I do. There's nothing you can do. If you let me restrain you, if you're weak and want it, I'm going to ruin-train you.