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Helga stomped and dropped the whip over to her toy table, her eyes daring Michelle to comment. She picked a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, confidence flashing on her face. Michelle was about to comment when Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and threw it throughout the space. 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 already nude and it's best for kidnap victims not to argue. Since she was hoping that sex might wipe out Michelle's memory of her real nature, Helga concurred. Michelle accepted herself because she was really randy and hadn't made love in a minimum of 4 hours. It also 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 dog, she might still use 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 lightweight reason for a swimwear complement and aimed his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size nipples. The silicon moved beneath his tongue as he snapped her ever stiff nipples. Greg pushed Michelle to her back and parted her legs with his thighs. Well, he believed he was parting Michelle's legs but in fact Michelle's legs pretty much part by themselves.

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