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“The thing is Christine, you’ve kept me hard for the last hour. None of my other captives have had this kind of effect on me. So now you’re mine. Let’s enjoy this.” I drove myself in as far as I could. “Man, I could get used to doing this to you every night.” “My nipples can’t handle this every night! They can’t!” “Of course not. I would give you time to heal. I meant drilling into your pussy and ass. That I could get used to.” I thrust in and out of her then pulled hentai out. “I forgot something.” I said as I walked back over to the other side of the table and picked up a nail and the hammer. “No more nails! Please. My boobs already hurt enough.” “They aren’t for your boobs.” I grabbed the chain to the nipple clamps and pulled it as taut as I could and nailed it on the table as she screamed out. “Well, in a way they were.” I said as I laughed and grabbed her waist, thrusting myself back into her. “God, you feel so fucking good.” I could hear the chain moving as she was being fucked and I heard her whimpers turn into moans. “You really do like this. You’re fucking perfect.” I drilled harder and faster into her and she moaned louder. “Come for me sweetheart.” “No.” Aruna felt excitement mounting in her and her cunt churning. "Okay, Lindaslut, you hentai can speak again, but remember I can take it away if you're not nice." Harry and Michael admired her stunning ass, which pointed up at the latter. My bare feet hit the ground and ran, tears streaming down my face. So Sasha decided to grab Bayleys dildo and fuck herself with it. I shook my head, but never took my eyes off of his stiff organ, as he fist-fucked it right there in front of me. As I get home, my mother already has dinner ready. It feels thin. I let my fingers brush ever so slightly against each tit as my hands caressed the contours of her chest instead. It’s so small! "Yeah, what the fuck?" She sent a harsh slap against one his ass cheeks, sending him flat against the ground once more. Once I felt somewhat settled, I texted Paul, asking where I could wire him some money and asking him to fly to London to meet me. He said he’d been worried sick and gave me the information. We were working on a new manufacturing process that I had to explain to the South Korea contingent. "Maybe to show you what Gina has learnt?" Nicole was close. “Do it!” shouted on man from the back.