Then I asked him to use the lube my husband had next to the bed; but suddenly he just spat on my rear door a couple of times.He placed his cock head a...t my tight butthole and pushed slowly. His thick black cock felt like it was tearing my rectum wide open.The three of us got a good rhythm; while Jackson was sucking my nipples and Peter slapping my ass cheeks very hard. Both called me a slut… a white married bitch, a slut nigger lover…Peter grabbed a hand full of my curly hair and thrust his huge. She started up her trucks engine, her head in the clouds, just wanting to get home as fast as she could to see her love. But her hopes for a quite ride home where quickly dashed with a knock on her window. "Hey s*s! Let me in. Mom says she can't come by today because shi is busy with dinner. You need to give me a ride home." The younger tigress said with a grin as shi looked down through the window into hir older sister's seat."Bah, can't you get someone else to drive you home, one of your many. Then the prickly feel of hemp rope fibers poking through my tights. I lifted my head, and saw Steve tying a knot in the rope. My survival instincts kicking in again, I drew back my legs, (which failed to carry me to safety earlier) and kicked Steve square in the chest. He dropped the ends of the rope as he fell backwards gasping for air momentarily. I kicked out of the unfinished knot, and got to my knees. My head was still spinning from being knocked out earlier. I looked up to see Steve's. My pussy... now was. It had been fucked raw and was extremely sensitive to the touch. My breasts bounced with every step as I remembered having the gels glued to my chest. Hopefully I could not only get the keys to the devices locked on me, but also some kind of solution to take the god awful breasts off of me. Slowly up the stairs I went, opening the door to the living room.There my Master sat, smiling as he faced the door. In front of him was a wide variety of sex toys, arranged from smallest.
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