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Helga stomped and dropped the whip over to her toy table, her eyes bold Michelle to comment. She picked a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, self-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 dick and over his balls, attaching him down firmly. She stepped back to appreciate her workmanship 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, glancing out of a large hole. Michelle was about to comment when Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and threw it across the space. Greg s building and construction muscle was little and limp from the treatment. Michelle felt a moment of pity and waited for Helga to return to her toy table. While Helga was selecting a new toy of pain, Michelle covered 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 best time he had ever had while tied up.

Due to the fact that he was already naked and it's best for abduct victims not to argue, Greg agreed. Since she was hoping that sex may wipe out Michelle's memory of her genuine nature, Helga agreed. Because she was really randy and hadn't had sex in at least four hours, Michelle agreed to herself. It likewise had something to do with the video camera she had running in the corner. She figured that although Greg wasn't going to be barking like a pet dog, she might still utilize a tape of him in a threesome as blackmail. Greg pulled Michelle's flimsy reason for a bikini top off and intended his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size 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 quite much part on their own.

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