To his amazement she actually stopped and turned to face him. He pulled the glove from his pocket as he exited and casually slipped it onto his hand. It would show Rebbecca’s wide spread legs, her already sloppy wet cunt, her heaving tits and her face, begging him, ordering him to fuck her brains out. Won’t he be upset?”
“He won’t know. Second, he could find out what would happen to a woman who fell victim to SLuT9 but was forced to go unsatisfied. Just to make it clear, there are only three acceptable answers. It was just after two in the afternoon. She just flipped him off over her shoulder. He then got out the glove and pin, carefully dipped the pin into the SLuT9 solution, allowed it to drip dry and stuck it back into the pocket of the glove and pushed it through the leather.
