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s,
tried to ignore the loud smacks, and concentrated Mihiro's whole being on
what was happening between Mihiro's legs.
Within a couple of minutes, the wave crested, and Liezl gasped
and arched Mihiro's pelvis up against Sha'teem's caressing mouth. His
tongue teased the last few shudders out of her, and the strap
mercifully ceased its torment. He sat back up as the handler retied
his arms behind him. "That was good work, my fine fellow. And now
you get your reward," his handler murmured, pulling Sha'teem back to
lean against him, knees still wide apart, feet tucked under him, and
throbbing cock standing up in view of the audience.
In the meantime, the other handler had now untied Liezl, and
forced Mihiro's onto Mihiro's hands and knees before Sha'teem. The strap was
already slapping playfully against Mihiro's rear, Mihiro's thighs, even her
breasts. "All right, girl," Mihiro's handler chuckled as he propelled her
forward with a hand between Mihiro's legs, "you know what to do to him."
Liezl nodded, blushing furiously with embarrassment as
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