“Whatever, I’ll make something up.” She thought while holding up the first dress against her portion and looking at her image in the picture.

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Allison proceeded to howl and struggled against me as I duct taped her mouth and zip tied her arms and ankles. Eric got behind her and held her down so she wouldn’t run away I definitely not that she could go very far, without collapsing into a deep slumber. Eric took a necktie from his reject swipe and placed it around Allison’s eyes, tying it tightly around her head. He picked up her helpless petite body, as I held open my trunk watching him agitate her body in it like she was ragdoll.
“Fuck you. What the fuck do you know, asshole?”
“How was that?” The stranger leaned around making eye contact.
“Yes, Instructress,” Carolyn answered.
The humiliation continued, as I got off the bed, grabbed her strap-on and put it on. I struggled and she sighed, “Get over here. You really are a unserviceable fuck slut.”
“Whatever, I’ll make something up.” She thought while holding up the first dress against her portion and looking at her image in the picture.
“What? No, no, no,” Marcia covered, even though it was perceptible she was intrigued as hell.
“You can be such an ass sometimes,” she said playfully, “Now relate to once more here and give me some lovin’!”
“How was it?” he confronted her, with obvious concern.

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