مص و خشن سخيف

“Jane from now on you are our sex slave, you will do exactly as instructed otherwise we will ruin your life. You can only go out of your house wearing mini skirts or dresses, at least 4 inches above your knees, underwear is not allowed, except for vibrating panties on Tuesdays and believe me, you will prefer the days without underwear lol. You will go to work everyday using the subway, in crowded times and have to allow men grope you and will encourage them to do it. Sometimes one of us will be doing it, others we will be watching, and remember, no underwear even at work.” “Your house juicy is with hidden cams all around, every room has at least one and we will be watching” “Here is your schedule:” “Monday: you can stay using your office clothes at home” “Tuesday: its the vibrating panties day lol, you will use only them at home” “Wednesday: sleep dress” “Thursday: you can use only a towel and have to order a delivery” “Friday: you will have to convince casting someone from your work to come to fuck you, we will give further instructions latter” “Saturday: naked, no matter what happens you can’t use a single piece of cloth” “Sunday: we will get you here and take to entertain us” “We hacked your phone and have a clone of it now, everything you do we can see, and if you do something we don’t like or if you don’t follow any instructions we can send your photos and videos to any of your contacts, as if hoe it was you sending” “To avoid errors, lol, we left only the allowed clothes inside your wardrobe. I would kiss you goodbye, but I don’t want to taste anyone else cum so better not lol. Tomorrow morning you will get more instructions.” John got up and moved away, going out of Jane house and leaving her there speechless, watching the video of her fucking and totally lost into that bad dream, seated in a pool of cum and wondering about the instructions. My gambling addiction was getting worse; I was in the hole for $5,000 to Angela Castardo or Angry Angie. All I needed was the Bronco to beat the Steelers on Monday night football and cover the spread, and I sexy could repay half the $5,000. Broncos were up by two and to seal the game they were going to kick a field goal breaking the 4 point spread. Then it happened, “Dink!” the ball hit the post and goes far right, I thought I was going to throw up. With that, I ducked out of the bar as quickly as I could and tried to hide from Angie. A week later, I was at a card game trying to make up for the hole I was in and was down $2,500 to Rocco; things were not going my way. The door opened, “You mother fucker!” I knew I was dead; Angie looked ready to kill me on the spot. Rocco talked to her a little bit, two cuty guys grabbed me and brought me into the bathroom. I pleaded with them. Angie told me, “You have until the end of the week to get me my $7,500, you have until the end of next week to get Rocco the $2,500 and your going to pay interest of $250 to Rocco and me for putting us in this position.” I thought I caught a break until one of the guys grabbed the back of my head and smashed it onto the toilet seat, I blacked out and then came too. I quietly left the card game. I was panicked. I tried to call everyone that might lend me the money. It was Friday morning; I had come up with $5,000. I was calling around when I heard a loud knock at the door. I panicked and checked to see who it was; it was just the FedEx guy delivering a package. Emily turned around in her seat and talked to her friends as Henry pushed harder on the accelerator. Jim took a cuty sip of his then said," Heard from Carl?" What should we do? Each time he was pull out, my gapping hole would pulse, then he would seat himself again deep inside me. This young man knew casting how to fuck. “Okay lover, suck her good because I am going to loosen your ass up for her big cock, and you are going to take it all.” She slapped my ass and began to push her cock slowly in my ass. Sam was beginning to get an erection as he watched the girls eagerly offer suggestions . . . It didn't take long before Joe shot his load down into his son's sexy throat, his cock so deep in the little boy that Stew thought he was juicy going to choke. Feeling it though? When that, too, was gone, cheryl set the clippers back on the small table and turned hoe to look at her Mistress. “Are you ok?” I asked, my hand on her cheek. "Friends of yours," he asked.