“You do what you want with Evan, I’m not going to stop you, but you can’t make him pay out of his own pocket again.” I said sternly. Indian sex Kaylee went and kneeled in between his legs and immediately inhaled his cock. It looked sore, and I imagined that she was in some serious pain and discomfort, added to by our short break, which was inflaming her cheeks even more. Fuck that’s too hard Chantelle!” she was crying, but made no move to cover her ass. Ten more times in quick succession the strap came down, accompanied by her counting and crying. She returned to the tub, looking very pleased. There was Chantelle, spread-eagled over a chair, ball gag stuffed in her mouth, restrained by her wrists and ankles to the chair legs. It will help clean your colon out, naturally, but we’re also going to help nature along ourselves. I had trussed Chantelle’s wrists behind her, but left a small amount of slack. Seconds later I heard the doorbell ring, followed by squeals of delight from both girls. I’m going to leave the dildo in to reinforce it. “Because I argued with you.” was the response in a quivering voice. “Now you hold it in until you can’t stand it, then hold for another minute longer.
