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Mistress Leveria nodded to Master, and he pushed down on my shoulders again. Oh, sweet pain, sweet pressure and pleasure! I lowered my head and watched japanese the cone disappear into me, appallingly fascinated by the sight of my own defilement. How did I do it? How amateur could I do this to myself? But I knew the answer, and the questions blurred from my mind as the inferno raged in me. Microtears formed in my rectum, sending felicitous bolts of agony deep in my nethers. I gritted my teeth against the whine that hissed from my chest, a plea with myself to stop, to keep going, to ruin my shithole until I died of the greatest torture a woman could know! I squatted deeper, voracious in my masochism, feeling the cold point part my tender innards and make way for the excruciation that followed. It pressed against my cunt from the other side, thinning the membrane between my holes until I thought it might rend. Master grew impatient, and pushed me all the way down. My face snapped to the ceiling, my eyes trembling and gaping, my ovoid mouth coughing on a scream I could not give voice to. My vision hazed red, my blood beat in my ears, and I was nothing, nothing but the purest note of sensation. Agony and ecstasy suffused, my insides ruptured and raped to uncover such heinous delights. I came down from the precipice with a screech, wracked with spasms, convulsing and thrashing like an animal. My anus was open and quivering with tension, crowning the metal base that I’d sucked so ravenously into my insides. Mistress Leveria gawked at me, her pinky finger tracing her agape mouth, her other hand doing its work beneath her dress. “Fifty-One,” Mistress Leveria said though her groans of pleasure, “do you still love Zander?” “Yes!” I moaned, “I never stopped loving him!” “Would you kill him for me?” “I could not! I would try for you Mistress, but I would fail! He’s too strong!” Mistress Leveria narrowed her eyes. “I thought you said you were his weakness.” “Because I’m the only one who made him forget about Alkandi.” My head was light, drifting through the stages of consciousness, “Because I was the only other one he ever loved.” A thin smile curved across Mistress Leveria’s face. She nodded to Master. Master pulled out a fistful of long thin glass rods. asian He ran the length of one through my slit, the tantalizing cumshot cold sating my heat, the glass surface smearing with my lust. I panted with need, my eyes begging, my bottom lip quivering. He grinned down at me anal as he slowly pushed the rod deep inside. Then she pulled up and waited till I looked her in the amateur eyes, and purred to me “will you grab my hair and fuck my little wet mouth? “Maybe after lunch we can find out, eh boys?” Dylan suggested. Busy at work, I came here to take care of urges. “I love your hands on my arse, love it,” she almost screams as I feel asian her squirting. My thoughts burned and prickled as I used my japanese new mind control powers on him. 2 hours later, James and Brian went to bed, but James didn’t sleep, he stayed anal awake for as long as he could. Are you that fucking stupid?" Low cut blouses, or transparent sometimes. Karen and I laid out in the sun while my father and brother went in the house. Below that, she had on a black miniskirt which barely covered her bubble butt. Following the back to back sessions cumshot with Sam and Angus, Tegan retired to her room to recuperate a little before dinner. But KENNY IS YOUR FATHER.