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The Commander then tells the slave girl to lift up her hips and spread her ass checks, which she does so as to expose her puckered black hole. He leans forward and licks and fingers her asshole a bit before he slowly slides metal anal beads in to her tight saliva coated opening one by one. He then plays with the vibrator sliding it in and out of her, occasionally flicking the nipple clamps and giving the anal beads a gentle tug. The slave girl sucking his cock continues to suck harder as her nipple clamped tits bounce and jiggle, which in turn causes her to groan around his cock. The Commander keeps this dance going for awhile, always taking a peek at me to make sure I’m watching. He eventually slides the vibrator out of the splayed out slave girl and pulls her puffy lips apart, swirling his finger in her hole pulling it out, making sure I can see here strings of pearly wetness clinging to his finger. The Commander then slowly pulls her lips obscenely apart and leans down, but before. “Sabrina, You will have to see for yourself” He replied. I sat on my bed. I took his semi stiff dick back to my mouth and sucked him to another full erection. Steve raised my legs over his shoulders and placed his cock at my coochie. Steve drummed his dick over my clit several times to tease me. Sending me into pure sexual lust. I moved my hips to meet his advances. My husband, Bill had a good-sized cock, but nothing like this. Steve he started with short strokes, each time a little further in my pussy. I was feeling so full and Steve hadn’t bottomed out yet. Speed increased as depth followed. Soon I had his full eight + inches deep in my love cannel. Steve pounded me hard fast for the longest time. Almost pulling his cock out & driving deep into my sloppy wetness. I rode his every stroke with ah vengeance. I felt my insides tighten nearing a major explosive orgasm. He continued his assault on my body. I heard him take a deep breath. He plunged to the deepest part of my womb. Steve.
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