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Helga dropped the whip and stomped over to her toy table, her eyes bold Michelle to comment. She selected a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. She grasped his cock and stroked it a few times to solidify it. She strapped the bag over his cock and over his balls, securing him down safely. She went back to admire her handiwork and frowned. Michelle got up to take a look and was wondering why the dick 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 threw it across the room, Michelle was about to comment. Greg s building 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 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 since she was hoping that sex might wipe out Michelle's memory of her genuine nature. Michelle concurred to herself because she was extremely randy and had not had sex in at least 4 hours. Michelle led Greg by his cock and brought him to the waterbed. Helga swept the chains off the bed and climbed up in with them. Greg pulled Michelle's lightweight reason for a swimwear complement 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 on their own.

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