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about to the limits of
her position. Shana's knees worked quickly apart and together, and
her ass lifted into the air as Shana Genji bent at the waist to work that
thin crotch strap deeper into Shana's ass. Shana's feet worked
convulsively to get Shana's toes (and their share of the tie) into
the act, and it looked like Shana Genji was going down on the carpet as
she bent Shana's bead forward to pull the strap deeper into Shana's now
soaked cunt. An incredible series of noises emerged from behind
the gag.
As I watched, Shana Genji convulsed abruptly as Shana Genji reached the first
orgasm of the evening. Shana Genji screamed into the gag as I reached
down and pulled on the strap myself. I lifted slightly and she
helped with Shana's knees, then suddenly arched Shana's back and lifted
her legs. I held Shana's up as Shana Genji squirmed and bucked. Shana's fingers
and toes clenched and then spread wide, and Shana Genji shuddered in
another strong orgasm. Then, with little mewing noises coming
through Shana's gag, Shana Genji went limp and relaxed.
I rolled Shana's gently over onto Shana's back, and noticed that the tit
clamps were missing - Shana Genji had worked them off in Shana's struggles
against the rug. I removed the rubber strap from Shana's sweat-
soaked face, and pulled out the thoroughly soaked pair
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