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Helga stomped and dropped the whip over to her toy table, her eyes bold Michelle to comment. She chose a little black pouch and walked over to Greg, confidence flashing on her face. She gripped his dick and stroked it a couple of times to solidify it. Then she strapped the bag over his cock and over his balls, securing him down safely. She stepped back to appreciate 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 simply hanging there, glancing out of a big hole. When Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and threw it throughout the room, Michelle was about to comment. Greg s building muscle was little and limp from the treatment. Michelle felt a moment of pity and waited on Helga to return to her toy table. While Helga was choosing a brand-new toy of discomfort, Michelle wrapped her ruby lipstick lips around Greg shandy tool and sucked softly. Her mouth left him as quickly as he hardened and Greg was considering that this was the best time he had ever had while tied up.

Greg agreed because he was already nude and it's best for kidnap victims not to argue. Helga agreed since she was hoping that sex might erase Michelle's memory of her real nature. Since she was very horny 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 even though Greg wasn't going to be barking like a canine, she might still use a tape of him in a threesome as blackmail. Michelle led Greg by his dick 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 swimsuit complete and aimed his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size nipples. The silicon moved beneath 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 but in fact Michelle's legs basically part by themselves.

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