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myself getting
hotter and wetter by the moment. He could do whatever he wanted, whenever he
wanted, and I couldn't do a thing about it. I knew that sooner or later, he
would have his pleasure on me and fuck my brains out. The anticipation of when
it would happen just made me more excited. He was right, I was learning to
enjoy it. I fact, I was loving it.
For several minutes, he again watch me struggle. I couldn't move much, and
I could only grunt and moan through my gag. He was getting really turned now,
for the lump in his pants was growing even bigger.
He then came over to me and slowly caressed my body all over. His hands
were wonderful, sending chills throughout my body. Then, with a flick of his
fingers, he unhitched the hook on the front of my bra and slowly pulled it
behind me. My nipples were standing at attention, excited from arousment. He
played with my tits for sometime, holding, caressing, squeezing and pinching
them. Now I was really turned on, and wanted to come so bad.
He then slowly untied my body, but again kept my mouth gagged. My arms
were aching a bit
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