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Helga dropped the whip and stomped over to her toy table, her eyes daring Michelle to comment. She picked a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. Michelle got up to take a look and was questioning why the cock was squeezed into a little bag while the balls were just hanging there, glancing out of a big 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 muscle was limp and small from the treatment. Michelle felt a minute of pity and awaited Helga to go back to her toy table. While Helga was picking a new toy of discomfort, 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 nicest time he had actually ever had actually while tied up.

Greg agreed since he was already naked and it's best for abduct victims not to argue. Because she was hoping that sex might clean out Michelle's memory of her real nature, Helga agreed. Michelle accepted herself due to the fact that she was very horny and had not had sex in at least 4 hours. It also 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 canine, she could still use 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 in with them. Greg pulled Michelle's flimsy reason for a swimsuit complete and intended 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 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 basically part by themselves.

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