“I love being a whore for cunts” I added to please her. “You like black cunts don’t you whore?” she asked. “Yes dear, I love black cunts�...�. Several more slaps to my face followed. “Spread your legs” she ordered as I spread them as best I could while still on my knees. “I love cunts too” she said, “To abuse” she added. With that she stepped back a pace and without a warning, brought her leg forward and kicked me hard in my cunt. She had on a pair of pointed toes stilettos and the point caught. “Is called…” Kiss. “‘Blind Trust’.”She ooh’ed dramatically . “Sounds adventurous. What are the rules, pray tell?”“Oh, they are quite simple,” he says.Steps. The sound of a drawer being opened and closed.The blindfold. A tie. Maybe a scarf? Or a silk stocking? Which color?“I put this on you. You sit in this chair, like the good girl you are, and I’ll tell you my filthy thoughts until you drip onto the leather.”“Aha?” she replied. “And what’s in it for you?”“Oh, there’s plenty. I get to watch you. Jee jore ka Dhaka nahi lagana, she almost begged me. Nahi lagata jore ka fiqar na karo, was talking to her and pushing my dick in her slowly she started to cry. I picked her panty and put it in her mouth. I thought that slow jerk will give more pain to her, it is better to give I big jerk so that whole of my penis will enter her and would give her less pain. I did it and gave one strong jerk with my full force. My penis went deep in her cunt, she was having lots of pain. I remained motionless. Although he was somewhat annoyed about having been denied theuse of his new monster dick at least once, he wasn't the least bitsurprised at having regained a pussy. Things just were so damnconsistent in this wacky insane place."You won't get away with this, Mr. Peters." Hank's voice had cracked onevery syllable."You think not, my dear?" With a wide smile on his face, Mr. Peters laidhis hands on Hank's chest.Hank immediately felt his chest start expanding under Mr. Peters' hands.As soon as he.