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CG Barberi took a long drag from his cigar as he Bhabhi slowly walked around his prisoner's crumpled body. CG Kelly brought him a bunch of Cubans as a gift, he would probably give him that desi slave he's been enjoying in return for his generosity. CGB turned back around and kicked the man in the stomach again, this time eliciting the agonal cries he was looking for. He was wound up tight and needed sam to relax. He was frustrated by what happened with Morgan and knew that if he didn't hurt something, he was going to fucking explode. "Please, Sir!," the prisoner sunny screamed, pulling his legs into the fetal position. "No more... I'll do anything. Just stop..." CGB pushed his boot into the man's stomach where he had just kicked him. Pressing hard, he glared down at him in disgust. "Of course you would do anything to avoid a little pain," he started, lifting his foot up. "YOU. ARE. WEAK!" he indian yelled, viciously smashing his boot down onto the man's body with each word. CGB felt the familiar pleasant sensation of his tension releasing with each stomp. As much as Morgan was cathartic for his black heart and soul, only pain and torture could clear his mind. Today was the first time he actually lost control and physically hurt her. Her refusal to go to the Med Lab was totally unacceptable to him. Something that affects her health and the health of their future family was not up for debate. “Right,” Carl chimed in. “Because you’re sisters, right?” Mel bent forward and stuck her ass further outward for my pleasure. Once standing, Dana bowed her head, folding her hands behind her and followed me as I made my way to the stairs with mother taking up the rear. “We’ll bring poison capsules.” Good thinking mom. Little pet followed me through the house and sat by my leg the whole time I was at the table eating. It felt incredible and he let out a slow moan. So, they are putting it to work now and sissy can lock it down if trouble happens at the club, so we are all safe in there because we don’t have line of sight to the floor. Our nipples kissed as sam she pressed her thigh against my desi pussy. Dave soon realized that the point was rather to build muscle memory, both in his body and mind, until the combinations became as second nature to him. I started to take my shirt off and said “well, you’re standing there naked, I Bhabhi figured its only fair that I joined you.” She laughed and stepped closer to me, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately. We chatted for a few minutes before he told me that it indian has been difficult since his Mother died. Her touch electrified my skin. Were the farm workers sons and daughters? Oh, that's great! She covered her mouth to stop from screaming out as he fucked her pussy and fingered her anus at the same time. Zane answered “Did you see the way she was acting for the last week? For the next several minutes, Martin continued to kiss her lips and gently insert his tongue into her warm mouth. I was in my first blowbang and I was the bull of the group. He took me to see the Doctor, who was an old friend of his, that morning. I want you to come, but inside me.” DRIVEN AWAY... The married sex slave pressed her hands into her daughter's back. I’ll be home tomorrow night and I’ll come by to show you a few photos on my phone. Please give me my ‘Slut Candy.’” I changed my mind! “I barely beat you in one race, and that’s because you got three red shells in a row.” I pointed out. Her small nose almost twitched like a bunny as she stared at my tits. He pulled her sunny closer against him.