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Debbie has no choice but to get to work on Karen’s cunt, probing her inner folds with her tongue lapping up the mixture of boy juices that have transferred from her own face from the outer lips of the girl she is pleasuring. Karen hands move to her own tits as couple instructed, she cups the underside of the heavy mounds and with thumb and index finger of each hand she gently rolls and tweaks both nipples. She is moaning in pleasure when the whip strikes her high on her buttocks across the small of her back, “Arrrugh” she screams between moans, the whip strikes again lower this time and again rolls on to inflict pain Brunette on Debbie’s upturned tits. I can hear a muffled grunt appearing to come petite from Karen’s pussy, the next hit is more targeted at Debbie’s tits, the 36DD’s, and is a direct hit down across her nipples. This time she screams so loud into Karen’s cunt that a mixture of sex juices is squeezed out between the two bodies as she jerks is an upward arc only stopped by the restriction of the binding chain between her wrists and ankle cuffs and the downward pressure of Karen’s crutch. The boys all laugh……….. Peter breaks the moment “my card says Zipper your partner so let’s get Beth to do it”. I hear my name mentioned but I am stuck in a close embrace with Julie, our bodies connected by the jaws of the infernal nipple clamps, the one on my clit is the amateur worst the pain shotting up through my loins is stopping me from fully enjoying the nakedness. Peter grabs me by the hair and pulls me away from Julie, I yell at him “FUCKING STOP, you will tear my nipple off” as I try to resist his pull. He holds the tension on my hair and reaches for the distended nipple and opens the clamp. “FAAAARK” I yell as the nipple slips through the partially open serrated jaws of the clamp. The pain shoots from my nipple straight to my brain but now the clit clamp is taking the strain and again the sensitive skin slips through the jaws as he begins to open that clamp. I am broken, tears well in my eyes as the restoring blood flow to both nipple and clit causes more pain than when they were clamped. With my hands cuffed behind my back I can do nothing, I just want to massage them better. Julie is also groaning behind her gag as the tension on her nipples from my pulling is released, only now her nubs must support the full weight of the chain. Peter moves me towards the group of males, John reaches out to touch my sore nipple the others run their hands over my body in a seemingly loving gesture of kindness, soothing my tortured flesh, tracing the red welts from the whip on the side of my tit, my back and all the way down to my arse. Matt holds a bottle of champagne to my lips and says “Drink” as he tips it up. I do my best trying not to spill any but after a few good gulps I cough some out the corners of my mouth. Matt says “let me give you a little rest” as he takes the bottle away but then proceeds to push it up my cunt. “well if you can’t drink it then maybe I can find another way” he comments as he begins to fuck me with the bottle. He pulls it out and holds his thumb over the opening then gives it a little shake, I can see the pressure leaking out under his thumb. He sprays me from my face over my chest and down to my cunt, he shakes again and then inserts it into my cunt while it is exploding. I can feel the cold foam deep in my pussy as he continues to fuck me hard with the bottle pushing it as far as he can get it, backing it out and then pushing it in again and again, the froth is spraying out everywhere. Eventually he pulls it out and forces it back into my mouth, he makes me drink the remnants of the now flat wine. My body is covered in the sticky liquid, the guys are rubbing it into my tits, fingers probing deep in my soppy cunt, sex juices also building deep within. girlfriend When we girlfriend reached the breakfast room, though, something was wrong. We pull into the parking lot of the small cafe and Lynne says my clothes are wet and I say well I am a little damp myself but I don't think they will care. So he knelt down on one knee and started with my feet. She was bubbly and enthusiastic and deferential, and she treated both Alistair and Geoffrey as if they were her beloved father. Also, for those two nights she became the passionate sensual woman I'd always dreamt of but petite I had a nasty nagging feeling she was using me for practice in preparation for her adventure with Rob. “Sure!” she says as I bring amateur up the airline website. Using my now free hand, I rubbed the lube all over my steel hard cock. I postulated that this law would’ve been different if the chieftains themselves were at the negotiating table. He sniffed his sister's hair and gently slid the head of his cock across Gloria's crotch. Trish stopped at a convenience store just to waste some time. "Where is she?" Wahida trembled and licked her lips. Brunette He continued couple fondling them with his hands and as he moved his finger to the top of her blouse to unbutton it, Anju's body was throbbing wild with passion, and as he started to unbutton her blouse she looked straight into his eyes with astonishment. I saw her body with the intricate biker tattoos, including the standard barbed wire around the bicep. “Rebecca!” Stan appeared confused when he saw us, but he opened the door to talk. “Huck, please.