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This session has been demanding. I couldn´t think it could be. The last time my Master had me into his grasp, I left weak and tired, tired from all of the orgasms he left me own. I´ve never screamed so much. This time I couldn´t shout in any respect. If his dick was in my mouth it was deep down my throat. If he was pounding my pussy in, he would pop the ball gag in my mouth or elongate his mouth along with his hands. That was my favourite part. All I could do is endure it all and love. My arms were tied behind my back, my legs trembling from being retained in his lair during the night, waiting for him to use me. He kept diving his dick to me, spit oozing from my mouth, then cream dripping out of my pussy. I love it when he does that to me personally. Why? This isn´t regular. Is it?
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