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We can wait for a few minutes.” “Are you sure?” He sat in the chair and pulled her down to sit on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his hands against her distended nipples. “This all right?” he asked. “Yeah,” she whispered. Jasmine and Kevin watched as Karla sucked Jeremy’s meat, sliding it silently between her lips. It shone slickly with the lubrication of her saliva. Jeremy groaned at the sensations she produced with her lips and tongue, until he let out a large gasp and then a groan. “He’s coming,” Jasmine whispered to Kevin. “Watch,” he commanded softly, squeezing and releasing her breast. Karla’s eyes went to Jeremy’s face as he began to fill her mouth with his essence. Her husband and Jeremy’s wife saw her tongue massage his tool, and her throat pulse as she swallowed Jeremy’s come. They heard her moan in delight as he shot spurt after spurt of his hot semen into her mouth, groaning and grunting with his release. “That is so hot,” Jasmine whispered to. Who sent you?”“No one!” Clarissa replied as she squirmed her body against her bonds.“Very well.” Stevens clicked something and the vibrator came to life.Clarissa squirmed her body as the vibrator pleasured her most sensitive skin.“Stop this!” Clarissa hissed at her tormentor.“Oh, I will. Later. You’ll see.” Stevens smiled at her and fondled her breasts. She squirmed from his touch in vain. She gave a short scream when he started sucking her breasts.Clarissa started to moan as she felt the wave of passion inside her. She started clenching her toes and fists. She felt Stevens’ hands sliding up and down her thighs as he sucked her breasts. She gasped and gave an adorable squeal of delight.The vibrator stopped. Stevens leaned back and leered at her. “I told you it would stop.”He laughed and enjoyed the sight of her bound, naked body squirming from her bonds.“I wonder which is stronger. Your will or your desire to climax?” He pinched her nipples and winked at her.Stevens stood up and went.
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