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Mm. I felt that, Elise. His hand slid lower, cupping her but doing nothing else. She groaned in frustration, jerking at her bound hands desperately. N...w, now, Elise. Calm down. Remember who is in control. His hand left her breast to run over her ass. She got the message. Do as I say or get spanked. She moaned when he gave her ass a slap, the sharp sting sending tingles through her wet channel. Now where had that come from? All of a sudden, he was shifting her, pulling her legs up so she knelt. 'Was that your boyfriend'?'Ex, fucking boyfriend', I replied, my old fighting spirit rising to the fore, and he laughed, 'I can see his juices are running down your leg, perhaps use my hanky to wipe him off'.That comment brought me back to earth with a bump, as I looked down at my exposed leg, the street lamp reflecting off the semen trail from my warm cunt to inside my long boot.I could feel my face redden, but his sexual comment on something so intimate reminded me of what I was willingly. More

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