“That’s more like it!”
Heather turned back to her laptop and noticed the clock in the monitor’s corner. XNXX It didn’t feel real. He didn’t want Heather to suffer another minute. A name badge identified her as “Mistress Styx.”
“Name?” She asked with a quick scan of their little group. He looked nervously from Heather back to his former math teacher. If you want to dispute her account, I’m happy to listen. I have a splitting fuckin headache and we’re out of Tylenol!”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, just go get me some!”
“Get some… Having them collared and leashed avoids any confusion. His girlfriend lay in bed, a thick black dildo lodged in her dripping cunt and the round rubber end of her “magic wand” spinning away at the top of her vulva.
