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  • "Someone is excited." She said breathlessly in Kyle's ear. "I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you in the shower." He replied. "Oh, were you spying on your mom, you naughty boy?" She teased. "No, you had left the door to the bathroom partly open and as I walked by, I couldn't help seeing you. I was afraid you would catch me, so I didn't stay and watch. But I never forgot what I saw. I jacked off to that image a lot after that." Kyle revealed. "And how old were you then?" She asked. amateur "It was just before my 12th birthday." He answered. Wow, Debi thought, he might have been thinking about me that time I caught him stroking his immature cock. If I had known that back then...I wonder. Just then Jamal turned her head his way and began kissing her hard while he worked a finger into her cunt. She used her other hand to play with Jamal's long cock which was only about at half staff, but stiffening under her ministrations. She was ready to go again, and so it seemed were the boys. There was something to be said about youthful stamina, even if they were inexperienced. But she could do something about that. "OK everybody. Time for round 2!" She’s missing out,” Tali giggled. “Lucky fucking bitch!” Maria snarled, directing her anger at Zu’gar’s obvious fortune into the small human's petite frame, her hands tightening on Lace’s wrists, her own dark heavy breasts swaying with each powerful thrust as they remained on display. Linds you are my sister. Amazingly, that was enough. “Hank, you ok?” he said. actually happen in video. Mommy loves you!” “Not in our home,” Grandpa repeated. Really? She took my hand, sat down on the cushions, pulling me to her. She laughed and rolled off me on to her back. She opened her legs, praying he wouldn't notice anything different after Ted had stretched her open earlier. Maxi dipped her head and sucked my cock into her mouth and started a wet heated blow job. Jesse knew the human body well, he had always been fascinated in biology and it was one of the amateur few classes he enjoyed. Thoughts of just how sexy she was would not leave his mind. He gave me pleasure, gave me love like he did to the rest of his women before we fought together. “What?” Chloe asked, surprised. She came crashing down a few moments later. No one ever got back from lunch on time. "N-now?"
  • We’ll be out shortly.” He said. “See you at the van.” She walked out of the bedroom. Master collected the last of his belongings and bondage gear, put them in the duffel and made the bed, meaning the last loose end to tie up was the stool he needed to dump. Any investigation into the slaves’ disappearances would yield little to no evidence; he had left traces of DNA behind but would never be considered as a suspect, seeing he didn’t live in the area and had no prior connection to them. On top of that, no law enforcement databases had his DNA on file and there was no paper or digital trail linking him to any of the three people. amateur The Boltons, who spent most of their time in Europe, probably knew their daughter stayed at the house with her college friends while they were away, so any question as to who used the shower or slept in the beds would be placed on them. The property was wired with a high-grade camera and security system, but Sully had dealt with that a week before. All that was left was corralling the new captives into the back of the van, securing them there, taking the back roads through the hills before connecting to the highway and driving back to their home base in Northern California. From the San Diego suburbs, he figured it would take eight or nine hours. Not exactly a quick run, but far from their longest trip and only requiring two gas stops along the way. Unlike their mission to Texas last year, where it took two whole days to drive back and they had to stop every 12 hours to let the slaves stretch to avoid blood clots. It had been well worth it, though; the four young women they captured on that trip netted them $2.6 million dollars at auction, two sold to a Saudi prince and the other two to a cartel leader in Baja. “On your feet, kitten.” He barked. Standing up from kneeling with her arms bound behind her back was difficult, but Megan managed eventually. Master held her leash in one hand and his cane with the other, while the duffel bag was slung over his shoulder. “We’re meeting everyone else in the game room before going out the back entrance, got it?” She nodded obediently. “Good. I’m going to lead the way, you follow. Fall behind and your choke rope will make sure you catch up. Try anything funny, and you’ll be feeling the brunt of this.” He dramatically flicked the rod in front of her to demonstrate. Megan flinched and nodded once more, and they were off. Enough time had passed since her punishment that her soles didn’t hurt as much, though keeping up with his brisk, impatient pace was a bit challenging, especially with the fetters on her feet. Still, she couldn’t bear another round of asphyxiation or whipping and forced herself to walk quickly. They passed through the many corridors and rooms of the massive house until they reached the one with all the commotion and people. Megan’s heart dropped to see Austin ball-gagged, shackled, stripped down to his boxers and covered in bruises and welts. From the looks of it, Katelyn had been using that taser on him. She cried out to him and he did the same, blinking his red-rimmed, teary eyes rapidly at her and attempting to lunge forward before being held back by Chris. Chris was the most heavily-tattooed goon in the squad of slavers and seemed to take great pleasure in man-handing his captive, who he proceeded to drag roughly outside. Master and Megan followed them out the open door which led to a gravel driveway, where the cargo van was waiting with Sully at the wheel. Gabby stood next to the van’s side door with Katelyn, who was busy lecturing the sobbing young woman about something and holding a new instrument: a wooden switch. Gabby was ball-gagged, handcuffed and fettered, with a leather collar clamped around her neck much like Austin’s getup, except she bore no visible injuries. Unlike the young man, she was fully dressed in a red t-shirt, cuffed denim shorts and red Converse high tops. “I hope you’re ready for you new life, kitten.” Master taunted. He handed Megan off to Chris and announced: “All three of you shitheads are getting in the van, pronto. Once you do, sit where I tell you, how I tell, stay still and shut the fuck up.” “You heard him.” Katelyn said, pointing sternly into the vehicle’s interior. “Mmmmpphh…” Gabby cried. My juices trickled down my thighs as I thrust cock harder and deeper into her bowels. Not that I had the presence of mind to have many concerns at that point, but if there was one, then it was that I amateur still felt very aware about the size of my pitched boyhood compared to their hard manhoods. He answered without looking, knowing it was Murph because he was late. Thankfully, it didn’t. I’d got a bit vocal and a bit active whilst cumming but the doctor just ignored it and kept going. They were all facing outward at the street. And what did that mean for my love for Tabatha? He moans loudly and hisses “Fuck baby your ass is so fucking tight, you’re going to have to help me here”. Few have gone past the first day, much less a white American woman who is not a whore hired for these challenges. “I'm sorry, Keisha! She’ll like that.” He stuck to his plan and did the exact same thing as before. “I want you to tell me your deepest desire, Sir. She would moan the word 'Yes' over and over again.