She placed her hand against the bruise, making him wince. He felt a warm feeling, and the pain went away, she looked up at him, frowning.She spoke in ... language he didn’t understand, but he knew it was an apology, which he nodded to. She was so close; he couldn’t help but look down her body and her features. She seemed young, and was very cute. Her face seemed like a girl that was just starting puberty, getting womanly features, but still having some of her child ones. She was wearing such a. You wonder how you had even forgotten her; how you hadn’t recognized her name on the white and gold invitation in your hands. The invitation declares that you are invited to a party; a masquerade ball. It gives an address and a contact number. It also opens up, revealing a page full of fine print and detailed instructions. You vow to read it later, if you decide to go. You mention it to your partner, who convinces you it’ll be fun. You never really go out together anymore, and to be honest, a. She had forgotten about the nipple clamps that were still in place, but she was quickly reminded of them when her arm brushed against one as she dropped it down. June closed her eyes and, unconsciously, began to rub her clit. Gary’s pumping was rapidly picking up the pace, and June’s hand did likewise. June felt the rush of Gary’s semen enter her vagina and breathed a sigh of relief. Gary slowly withdrew his cock and leaned back, gasping for air. When he returned to normal breathing, he gently. He put his hands on her hips at one point and she screamed at him "don't you fucking touch me moron unless I say so. You think you would know that by now that's why your a moron. You have trouble doing as your told." The whole time she was screaming at him she was ramming her pussy against his cock getting more and more aggressive. I could hear her pussy sloshing it was so wet. She seemed to get more turned on the more she abused him and he just took it in silence. You could see her whole body.