I Got Trapped and He Took Advantage of My Holes, It Was Great Because He Filled Me up

Yes, master. It's what you get. What you ask of me. Oh.

Oh.

Why have you been bad?

You didn't want me to misbehave, you didn't ask for that, master.

With me, any arrests?

No, no, you were specific to me.

Ah, do I have to be specific?

Uh-huh, because if you don't, I understand other things, like now.

That's it.

Ah, I'm cold.

Did you like it?

A little bit.

What did you like?

I liked it when I passed the car.

Like this?

Mm-hmm.

You're stuck?

Mm-hmm.

Why do you despair?

'Cause I want more, 'cause I want him to call me mouth.

Oh.

Mm-hmm.

Because they want your mouth?

Yeah.

I got the new good bitch for me.

Oh, God.

Oh, yes!

Oh, yes!

He doesn't grab other dicks.

As long as it's my authorization.

But I loved them and you didn't tell me anything.

You didn't tell me anything.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you didn't tell me I couldn't either.

Because you killed yourself without my permission.

I'll ask your permission then, master.

Oh, God.

I'm punishing you, but I don't want to hurt you.

Treat me all you want.

Oh, honey.

Ow! Ow!

No?

You do like it when I mistreat you.

Yeah.

You're ready to be mistreated.

I'm ready for the abuse at once, master.

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