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Helga dropped the whip and stomped over to her toy table, her eyes daring Michelle to comment. She selected a small black pouch and strolled over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. Michelle was about to comment when Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and tossed it throughout the space. Michelle felt a moment of pity and waited for Helga to go back to her toy table. While Helga was picking a new toy of pain, Michelle wrapped her ruby lipstick lips around Greg shandy tool and drew gently.

Because he was currently nude and it's best for abduct victims not to argue, Greg concurred. Helga concurred due to the fact that she was hoping that sex might wipe out Michelle's memory of her genuine nature. Due to the fact that she was extremely horny and had not had sex in at least 4 hours, Michelle agreed to herself. It also had something to do with the camera she had running in the corner. She figured that even though 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 cock 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 below his tongue as he snapped her ever stiff nipples. Greg pushed 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 basically part on their own.

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