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That pompous fool Henry droned on and on about meaningless things. I’d learned the signs to watch out for since this became my life. Indian sex Please punish me! He let go of my hands. Shake on it?”
I thought I heard a faint zipping sound, like a fly being done up, but I dismissed the thought as ridiculous. ____________
After the spanking, master began to massage my ass. “Please master! I had one once, but now I answer to fucktoy. Shake on it?”
I felt the pause in her bobbing and then the frantic heat of her fingers on my cock, as she pulled up my underwear, zipped up my fly, and did up my button and belt. You’ll also spend the rest of the day with a butt plug in. I’ve always loved the feeling of burying myself in a woman. There’s such a release of tension. I was instantly bruised. Proper form required me giving her some time to panic. Now she didn’t have to worry about being punished. “I… I… okay. I was instantly bruised. This time there was no gentleness. I took a break from my torture and rubbed my dick up against her from behind.

Indian Village Homemade Sex With Girlfriend Pussy Fuck

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