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Before mid-terms were here, I was trying to organize a study group, and I thought of Kelley very first. I could tell her pussy was wet Doggystyle. I was never one to masturbate in public bathrooms, but for this, I had to make an exception. Abuse. She did not know though and June had not told her whether in her role she was allowed to orgasm or even touch herself without permission. As submissive as she was feeling tonight she still too recognized how incredibly turned on she became at the sight of a restrained man being tormented Johnny Castle Promising anything, pleading with June to please let him go, his body wracked by spasms and sobs.

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Johan MacLean drops his dart gun, pulls out his Blackhawk magnum pistol from his waist holster and fires several shots at the flying black object. A hand grabs the front of my sport bra pulling it away from my skin, something cold, metallic pierces touches my skin before I being split apart, then the straps being cut and my sport bra falls to the ground in front of me Struggling to get free, feeling the cool night air on my bare skin of my stomach, through my jacket the feel of something hard in the middle of my back, realizing I’m tied to the tailgate of an open truck I hear one speak

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. “Damn fine looking one at that!” As my vision adjusts I can make out the shape of two black blobs in front of me

Before mid-terms were here, I was trying to organize a study group, and I thought of Kelley very first. I could tell her pussy was wet Doggystyle. I was never one to masturbate in public bathrooms, but for this, I had to make an exception. Abuse. She did not know though and June had not told her whether in her role she was allowed to orgasm or even touch herself without permission. As submissive as she was feeling tonight she still too recognized how incredibly turned on she became at the sight of a restrained man being tormented Johnny Castle Promising anything, pleading with June to please let him go, his body wracked by spasms and sobs.

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Johan MacLean drops his dart gun, pulls out his Blackhawk magnum pistol from his waist holster and fires several shots at the flying black object. A hand grabs the front of my sport bra pulling it away from my skin, something cold, metallic pierces touches my skin before I being split apart, then the straps being cut and my sport bra falls to the ground in front of me Struggling to get free, feeling the cool night air on my bare skin of my stomach, through my jacket the feel of something hard in the middle of my back, realizing I’m tied to the tailgate of an open truck I hear one speak

Continue reading

. “Damn fine looking one at that!” As my vision adjusts I can make out the shape of two black blobs in front of me