"Lauren! Come down! We have to talk!" he looked upset. He was wearing the same clothes he had been wearing yesterday, and had bags and dark circles un...er his eyes.I turned and went back inside, shutting the doors.I pressed play, and turned up to the volume to ignore the sound of his shouts.Five hours, and four and a half episodes later, I found myself faced with the following question ... to go out or to not go out? Rachel wanted to get me out of my house, but I didn't think I would be moving. A few weeks ago I was asked to shoot a model for an advertising agency. I took the commission, and on the day of the shoot, the model turned up and we got started. Damn that model was terrible. No pose, no game.She was obviously gorgeous, as nearly all models are. She was about 6ft 2, slim brunette, with dark eyes and breasts that were obviously natural, pert and very very sexy. Still, she lacked that spark you can usually expect from a model and I was certain she was deliberately being. “Does my little bitch want some more?” As he asked this he had started fucking my ass with his fingers and was driving me crazy. The kitchen was full. Everyone was watching. He had three fingers in me know, stretching me out. I moaned with pleasure. I could feel him against the vibrator. It felt wonderful. He fed me a little more and removed the bowl. Then removed a vial from the paper bag. I had a pretty good idea what it contained. He scooped the contents out and spread it over me, pushing it. But never, ever, in a million years or in her wildest dreams had Stacey expected that she would have her forbidden fantasy reach a kind of twisted fruition - especially in a nightmarish situation like this.Master Gary teased the blonde girl's breasts by letting the tendrils of the whip hang down, barely touching Stacey's chest. He then abruptly pulled back, whipping her tits as she cried out again."AAAAHHH!! Please no more!" she sobbed.He looked down, his cock stiff and hard. "Look at that,.
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