Her tightly clenched anus winked, as she got closer to cumming. When he abruptly stopped, she cried, “Please…Master, please, don’t stop!” Be...le squealed, when she felt his finger, slimy from her cunt cream press firmly against her puckered brown back hole. She tried to shimmy away from his invading digit, but her bonds allowed her no room for movement. Little did she know that her movements distracted her enough for him to sink his finger deeper in her ass. Finally, her sphincter, fatigued. Reaching across the dressing table, Carla lifted her glass of vodka and coke and downed it to steady her nerves. She slammed the glass down, just as the bedroom door opened. Standing in the doorway, Carla motioned for Dillon to step inside. Carla noticed that he entered the room with an element of relish. He smiled in Carla’s direction and she nervously smiled back before turning her attention to curling her hair. “I told you I was going out,” Bianca admonished Dillon, shutting the bedroom door. More

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