Ghatts' wrists immobilized by his own machine, according to Lia's statement.

Ghatt's wrists are trapped by his own sex machine, a kinky invention he proudly shares. His mom, a Moroccan beauty, joins in, their bodies intertwined in a steamy Arabic encounter.

Ghatt's wrists are immobilized by his own machine, a fact he proudly shares with the world. This isn't just a simple piece of equipment, but a testament to his unique sexual prowess. His machine, as he fondly calls it, is a marvel of engineering that allows him to pleasure himself in ways that would be impossible with conventional means. The sight of him, a Moroccan Arab with a big Arab ass, writhing in pleasure as he operates his device, is both mesmerizing and arousing. His anal maroc, a term he uses to describe his preferred form of anal play, is a sight to behold. His mother, an Arab mom with a strict moral code, would surely disapprove of her son's indulgences. But Ghatt is unapologetic, reveling in the pleasure his machine brings him. His Iranian roots may be less evident, but his passion for sex is as strong as ever.