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After Gary forced Jessica’s mouth open, Cindy pushed a metal dental spreader behind her teeth. Jessica moaned and struggled after realizing that the device now held her mouth open and vulnerable. “This is what you get for screwing with me.” Freelander pulled down his trousers to free his short but thick cock. He straddled Jessica’s pinned breasts and grasped two handfuls of her hair to steady her head. Then he forced his cock into her mouth while the dental spreader held it open.“Ugh, ugh, ugh,” moaned Jessica while Freelander violently fucked her face. Each time he thrust his cock into her mouth her body shuddered. The needles caused excruciating pain while the attack continued, and Jessica screamed during the ordeal.“Go slow, that hurts!” Linda cried when Gary removed the pins from the lips of her pussy. As tears streamed from hers eyes, she noticed Cindy standing in front of her with a leather harness around her waist. A long black plastic dildoe dangled from the harness. “What. She had on a black dress, tight at the waist and open at the front to show two large creamy mounds above the black silk dress. The lower half of the dress clung to her curves and managed to show everything and nothing at the same time. Her legs were encased in seamed black fishnet stockings and her feet were embraced by leather heeled ankle boots a bit like the ones I was wearing. I automatically dropped to my knees and kissed her feet as I worshipped her. She smiled, I think, and told me to kiss my way up her legs. I was so excited I could hardly concentrate on taking my time, but I managed to slowly kiss my way up her calf, then past her knee and up to the top of her stockings. She raised her skirt so I could continue, and I slowly and gently traced a path to the junction of her legs. I kissed the soft, warm, perfumed panty covered area between her legs. I could almost feel myself cumming. I gently worked her clit through her panties and I could feel her body tensing with pleasure..
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