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Helga dropped the whip and stomped over to her toy table, her eyes daring Michelle to comment. She selected a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, confidence flashing on her face. She grasped his dick and stroked it a few times to solidify it. Then she strapped the bag over his dick and over his balls, securing him down securely. She stepped back to admire her handiwork and frowned. Michelle got up to have a look and was wondering why the dick was squeezed into a little bag while the balls were just hanging there, glimpsing out of a large hole. When Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and threw it across the room, Michelle was about to comment. Greg s building and construction muscle was small and limp from the treatment. Michelle felt a moment of pity and awaited Helga to return to her toy table. While Helga was choosing a new toy of discomfort, Michelle wrapped her ruby lipstick lips around Greg shandy tool and drew gently. Her mouth left him as quickly as he solidified and Greg was considering that this was the nicest time he had ever had while bound.

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