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they came from, as his eyes reste

himself was daring the courage that

let the tobacco-rich smoke into the air, making the sight

the habit of torture sex. I could see his craving in his e

which he was nestled on,

looking at me

rsh, but his voice turned out lovely to my ears, such that I

ed me to him, but in a much slow manner, becau

ent, and his face curled into a wicked s

what he

at me in the most lustful manner, and his fingers danci

it

ured at

felt with that, but how sad I felt as my mind fla

igned to be given out to the monster sitti

't let me sit without being touched. His right hand

d I liked the pleasure created by the pressu

air. I was his slave, and he so much wished to make it known to me that I am as

endured the mess of getting my face

my father was the first to make me look like a piece of shit that co

ples of my round breasts, which he could see throu

ation, which found its way of wiring through my nerves, getting to

, to play with my hole, and roam in me for a while before his dick is read

feet, stood up a

s not the

before having me to his satisfaction, but

t the slave, and as the lord, he would d

cked my ass instead, giving me pain, and making me imagi

he cap of his dick, and without a signal, he g

lips patted on their own, and my moans escaped through t

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y name,

because it reminded me of nothing but my fath

much pleasure that I l

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ton

e up in my head, making my nerves so sensitive that a mere touch on

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livered his fastest and hardest hits, but th

his dick into my mouth, and before I could protest, he filled my mouth

and know what it feels to swallow the cum of the man I had come t

ngle drop of my precious c

d him walk out of the r