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Helga stomped and dropped the whip over to her toy table, her eyes bold Michelle to comment. She chose a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. She grasped his dick and rubbed it a couple of times to harden it. She strapped the bag over his dick and over his balls, securing him down firmly. She stepped back to admire her handiwork and frowned. Michelle got up to take a look and was questioning why the cock was squeezed into a little bag while the balls were simply hanging there, looking out of a large hole. When Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and tossed it throughout the room, Michelle was about to comment. Greg s building and construction muscle was little and limp from the treatment. Michelle felt a minute of pity and waited on Helga to return to her toy table. While Helga was picking a brand-new toy of discomfort, Michelle wrapped her ruby lipstick lips around Greg shandy tool and sucked gently. Her mouth left him as quickly as he hardened and Greg was considering that this was the best time he had actually ever had actually while bound.

Helga concurred because she was hoping that sex might wipe out Michelle's memory of her real nature. Michelle agreed to herself due to the fact that she was very randy and hadn't had sex in at least four hours. Greg pulled Michelle's flimsy excuse for a swimsuit top off and aimed 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 thought he was parting Michelle's legs however in fact Michelle's legs pretty much part on their own.

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