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You don’t have to take me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can fuck me any time you want, just don’t break me." "Do you ever shut up?" Ian pulled out of her and yanked her arm again, spinning her around. Before she could say anything he pushed on the back of her head, pressing her mouth over his cock. She squealed when she felt warm liquid hitting the back of her throat. It was slightly soothing on sex the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible. Despite this, he held her head down until her face was red from lack of breathing. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hand. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. "You can't fuck me if I'm dead," she hiccupped. Ian watched her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. "God, I'm all sticky and sweaty," she finally sighed. "I'm gonna go take a shower." She began to crawl toward the edge of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his lap. "I'm not running away," she assured him. "If you want you can join me. I'll bend over and you can fuck me like a dog, alright?" "Can you stop talking like that?" Ian growled at her. "Why? That's what you did. You fucked me. You took my virginity and treated me like a piece of meat. I know my place now. If I don’t want to get broken by you, I've got indian to keep my worth, right?" She stared at him with cold stern eyes. "This isn't what I wanted," Ian tried to argue. "Then what did you want? You wanted an easy fuck, right? My cock pulsed at the touch. “How was school?” I asked. A hose affixed to the tube's free end runs to the Portiboy, whose pressure and flow rate Zeke adjusts for a body that looks to be one hundred twenty-five pounds or so. I tried to tell him that I was worried about all the people but he just said that I had to trust him and that the punishment would be doubled for trying to argue with him. And now he stole my heir. Green eyes caught and held her focus sex with their vibrant color, standing out from the rest of the perfectly pale face. So, she began trying to get an appointment with the prison governor. “It’s not that. Are you?” He leads me to the smaller garden. I rolled to my other side staring at the wall "Ye my body is fine Mr Byrne, I am use to doing gardens, the one indian at my home is huge so yours was easy, my body is cool" She must have got the right combination because the machine started going crazy. Later, she was sucking me again until I shot my third load into her mouth. "No, really, she grabbed two handfuls of my ass and kissed me. I mean a serious kiss. She soon had him up to snuff and then encouraged him with her hands to stuff himself up into her wet and welcoming pussy for another gift to her.