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  • She continued babe for more than an hour, stopping only I assumed because she was tired. I saw her hang the bloody whip on a nail as she walked to her car. A minute later she returned with a big sponge and a bottle of vinegar. “I can’t let you get an infection, can I?” She paused to laugh insanely. “And to think I’ll be able to watch it over and over with Lori and Michael—the destruction of a local hero.” And then she laughed again. I swore then I’d get her and make her suffer brunette even more than I would. I didn’t know how yet, but asian I would. She made a production of soaking the sponge with vinegar then she wiped it over my sweating face. Instinctively, I closed my eyes and kept them closed to protect my vision. A few minutes later she cackled as she wiped the raw areas of my back, butt, and thighs. It stung, but not as badly as I thought it would even japanese though thousands of raw nerve endings were exposed from the whipping. I had just opened my eyes to see Marge squeeze the sponge to allow my blood to drip onto the dirt in front of me. “Isn’t this great! There’s plenty left for the hardcore rest of the week or even longer.” She walked back to the car and a minute later she had backed out, probably for lunch on my dime. Cara babe seems the least fazed of any of us by the suffering of captivity. I quivered atop her, asian another wonderful orgasm building and building in the depths of my cunt. This time I slid my hand on her chin and pulled her brunette mouth to mine, and as I did so, she opened her mouth and slid her tongue into my mouth before our lips met. The next day was reserved for site visit. “…WOW…” she catches her breath and continues, “I’m the first to move from the lips to hardcore the breasts, letting my hands fall to her pants…Lori had on yoga pants, so I just started pushing them down over her hips, while my lips were sucking her nipples…” He wanted to let it go inside so bad it almost drove him mad. I heard a youthful grunt. “You like to watch your mama little one?” Abuela asked. I looked at her and said “You realize I’m still wearing my swimsuit right?” We sat still for a few moments then Peter said,"Fuck girl, you are a hot piece japanese of ass! She is screaming.