Fucking An Tamil Aunty #3 mp4

The long day finally ended but I wasn't done with her just yet. I told her to meet me at my house with all of her underwear Ina backpack and her lacro...se stick. She agreed not knowing what my plan was. When she arrived she realized there was no one but me home. I made her strip instantly and took all of her underwear and put it in my room. I told her she's never getting them back. I came back down from my room with a collar and leash. "Down girl" " I'm not a dog" Yes you are. You're my bitch. Her dark oak hair a messy halo twined around her head, and splayed across her cheek. He knelt beside her, cupping her face and brushing the hair away, "My child...I'm so sorry. I did not mean to hurt you." Her voice was raspy and weak, "This reminds me of the night you brought me over, all those years ago...an accident. You were so thirsty, like you were just now...so thirsty that you hurt me." She struggled to her feet, her black gloved arms stiff at her sides, "I don't need you anymore." He. More

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