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Greg agreed because he was already naked and it's best for kidnap victims not to argue. Helga agreed due to the fact that she was hoping that sex may eliminate Michelle's memory of her genuine nature. Since she was extremely randy and had not had sex in at least four hours, Michelle agreed to herself. It also had something to do with the video camera she had running in the corner. She figured that despite the fact that Greg wasn't going to be barking like a canine, she could still utilize a tape of him in a threesome as blackmail. Michelle led Greg by his cock and brought him to the waterbed. Helga swept the chains off the bed and climbed up in with them. Greg pulled Michelle's lightweight excuse for a swimwear top off and aimed his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size nipples. The silicon moved underneath his tongue as he flicked her ever stiff nipples. Greg pressed Michelle down to her back and parted her legs with his thighs. Well, he believed he was parting Michelle's legs however in fact Michelle's legs pretty much part by themselves.
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