WHY CAN’T I TALK??**
Sliding his cock slowly into her, he felt her wetness and warmth engulf him. I belong to YOU Master..”
**WHY CAN’T I MOVE?? Pulling his cock out of her, he kept his hand tangled in her hair and walked around, sliding his slick cock between her lips, he waited. “I’m your SLAVE, I’m whatever you want me to be..”
** NOOOO!!! He had to convince himself that he could do this. And this was when his thoughts strayed to his mother… The possibilies were endless…
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Feeling down to her pussy, he found it soaking wet. Heading to his computer, Jason spent about an hour working on the recording he had taken of his sister, dropping the pitch of the phrases, he hid them into some relaxing sound tracks and rebuild his brainwashing musical mix.