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Pulling his belt from his pants in one thorough motion, he rough flung it at me blindly. “I want to feel her screams around my cock.” Looking briefly at the belt, and then at the tortured beauty on the table, I folded the belt in two and brought it down hard across her stomach. Though it would be hard to identify as a scream, there was clearly some pained cry trying to squeeze its way past the cock drilling her throat. “Again.” This time I brought it down across her breasts as he pulled out enough for us to enjoy her plaintive wails before quickly gagging her on his cock again. I began slapping whatever exposed parts of her body I could find: her upper thighs, her breasts, her sensitive stomach. Her smooth, tanned skin was soon riddled with angry, red welts. Fortunately (for Rachel) both men seemed just about ready to cum and pulled out of her, letting her sink painfully to her knees on the floor. Her face BDSM was now completely covered in cum and drool, so she simply turned her head around the room with bleary eyes, trying to locate the cock other two men. Jim helpfully grabbed her around the upper arm, pulling her away from the table and squarely in between the two men who stood furiously masturbating in front of her. Jeff bellowed as he shot thick Fucking ropes of cum across her already-streaky face and into her hungrily waiting mouth. Jim, befitting a man of his endowment, let go with an extremely powerful shot, Bondage nearly knocking Rachel off balance as it struck her square in the face. Once the crowd stopped cheering the High Bondage Priestess announced Kathleen's soul had BDSM now been cock cleansed of her sins. “Ah yes, the assassin.” Ternias said with amusement, “Leveria has shadows following all the nobles at all times. I didn't care. I sliced each pizza into 8 equal slices. I don’t think I’m confident enough to ask May. Should I go for it? She devoured my rough passion. She moved in for another kiss and this was more aggressive and erotic. Maria was feasting with enthusiasm on our mother, her blonde hair spilled over Mom's thighs. Julie asked as she paused to catch her breath still bouncing on her toes in front of the heavy bag, "why do the women at the club keep asking me whether I am still a Kit Kat, before they laugh and change the subject." Chapter Three: Mommy's Hypnotic Surprise I dipped a finger up into the cleft of her pussy, finding it moist with excitement. Doris made a half hearted attempt to pull her dress down, and whined, "Stop it!" but June ignored her. I didn't want to think about that Fucking implication. “I like the photos, not many girls are lucky enough to have nude photos on their I.D. cards.”