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Helga stomped and dropped the whip over to her toy table, her eyes daring Michelle to comment. She chose a little black pouch and walked over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. She gripped his dick and rubbed it a few times to solidify it. She strapped the bag over his cock and over his balls, attaching him down safely. She stepped back to appreciate her workmanship and frowned. Michelle was about to comment when Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and tossed it throughout the room. Michelle felt a minute of pity and waited for Helga to go back 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 drew gently.
Greg agreed due to the fact that he was currently naked and it's best for kidnap victims not to argue. Helga agreed due to the fact that she was hoping that sex might eliminate Michelle's memory of her real nature. Michelle agreed to herself due to the fact that she was extremely randy and had not had sex in at least 4 hours. It likewise had something to do with the camera she had running in the corner. She figured that despite the fact that Greg wasn't going to be barking like a canine, she might still utilize 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 flimsy excuse for a swimsuit top off and aimed his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size nipples. The silicon moved underneath his tongue as he snapped 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 however in fact Michelle's legs pretty much part by themselves.
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