I’m all yours.”
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“Well slave, since you haven’t whined or complained, even when I took my cunt away, I’m giving you permission to stroke your dick for me.”
That smile came back. She spit all over my anus before sliding two fingers in. Now you may go. He was a very tall man wearing a leather mask. She snapped on a pair of short black latex gloves. When I walked out of her dungeon area to set up my next appointment, I asked for the next available date. Good. I agreed. I felt my cock push past her lips and into her hole. “Good. Her gloves were glistening even more so. “Very good. My hand squeezed my cock as I stroked it roughly while her fingers twisted inside of me.
