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"Please!" Emily begged. "We've tried to do everything you've asked. Hardcore Please will you…will you let us go? I swear we will tell NO ONE. I mean NO ONE. We promise." Frank nodded quickly. "Yes, we promise not to tell a soul!" Marrek grunted, ignoring the couple's pleas. Instead, he reached into his toolbox, and threw two pairs of handcuffs onto the bed. "Congratulations, fuck-toys. You two put on quite a show for us. I think we might make Grade-A porn stars out of you two yet! Frank, I've decided to spare your balls from the chopping block, so I expect your gratitude. Now listen up, Big Tits, I want you to handcuff your husband's wrists to the headboard." With trembling hands, asian Emily did what her captor told her. Next, Marrek took out two more pairs of handcuffs. Together he and teen Anna now forced Emily to lay face-down on the bed, her naked body pressed against her husband's. They attached Emily's wrists to the headboard with the cuffs. Then Marrek tied the couple's ankles tightly together with rope. Taking a few steps back, Anna japanese and Marrek folded their arms and enjoyed the view of their two helpless slaves naked and bound on the bed. "Wh-what are shower you going to do now?" Emily sputtered, looking over her shoulder in fear. "Now?" Marrek chuckled. He looked again under the computer table at Amy and how her eyes were wild with the image of his swollen organ as she moved her hand upwards, past his shin and knee. “To a crime scene asian Mr. Greene. Shadows danced at my feet. The dildo is now effectively trapped in my vagina which I don’t feel good about. Certain laziness had swept over her. went limp. You don’t have to ask.’ Laura whimpered in japanese terror but she couldn't close her legs or move her hands to protect herself, and the word "no" wouldn't come out of her mouth no matter how hard she tried, so she just let Roy zap her twat, and then rape her and cum inside her as she twitched. She just pulls her pants down, and bends over the bed, and lets the guy fuck her from behind. “Yes, Master! He truly DID love these two; the BOTH of them, and going slower meant he could enjoy himself a little longer. Sitting in his car out front of the club he gets giddy. His Uncle Brad stepped onto the patio, cigarette pack in hand. She stared from it, to teen me. Her shower sapphire eyes were wild, her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was heavy and tense, her bodice heaving with it. Mariana just smiled without replying. pushing it in but gave up fearing he could get even more violent. “I know just where I need it.” “Right after he caught me blowing some guy. That's so Hardcore hot.” Her hips were wide and shapely, with lean legs and a softly defined flat stomach. In the same sense she was confident that even though she would experience some pain he would not injure her. A flare means a Runner in distress – something so terrible it overrides their fear of rape, and the survival imperative of their implant orders them to summon male help. This is god sent!” she mumbled. It could barely even be called a cabin. "BRING ON THE CHAINS," Pinkie commanded. I pleased her. whorehouse, so best to be a slave perhaps. A singular intention focused itself on the promise of intimacy and release, fervidly forging my purpose. "Oh god!