She had a green long sleeve shirt, one that clung so tightly to her that it was like a second skin. Japanese xxx I made my way around the bar I took a four foot length of flat nylon rope from the box. Saxon stayed locked to his bitch for ten minutes then his knot slipped out and along with it nearly a gallon of his seed it spilled out splashing onto the tile. “A bitch does not yell at her master, understood.” She nodded I stroked her hair telling her what a good girl she was. The bar was only three feet high with a brass foot rest about eight inches off the floor; I put a pair of cuffs on the far side of the closest support bar to her.
