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De meester van Fiona River neemt haar mond, poesje en kontgaatje
18:32
Gepubliceerd:29.06.2018 • Verberg
I can't deny how good it felt to be dominated by such a man. I couldn't stop thinking about his dick stretching my mouth open, rubbing my g-spot raw, his dick pushing in far past it. He even fucked my asshole, making me rethink anal sex all together. My asshole was so tight before he used me. He tied me to an old dirty crate on my back, legs high up in the air. I could only imagine what was in store for me. I didn't see him come in this time. I was aware he entered the room from his sudden penetration. He felt bigger in me every time his dick went in. I could feel my pussy widen as fucked me rough. He turned me over, lubed up my asshole and plunged his dick in. He didn't care if I was begging for him to go slow. He doesn't like me telling him what to do. I have so much more slave training to do. All I could do was take it and try not to cum until I was given permission. I was in the perfect position for him to do whatever he wanted with me. All I wanted was to taste his cum. The entire
