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Helga stomped and dropped the whip over to her toy table, her eyes bold Michelle to comment. She selected a little black pouch and strolled over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. Michelle got up to have a look and was wondering why the cock was squeezed into a little bag while the balls were just hanging there, looking out of a big hole. When Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and threw it across the space, Michelle was about to comment. Greg s building and construction muscle was limp and small from the treatment. Michelle felt a moment of pity and waited for Helga to return to her toy table. While Helga was picking a brand-new toy of pain, Michelle wrapped her ruby lipstick lips around Greg shandy tool and drew gently. Her mouth left him as quickly as he solidified and Greg was thinking about that this was the best time he had ever had while bound.
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