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He was making his friends laugh at his antics as the woman tried to get her hat back.“I reckon I better head on up there and put a stop to this alre...dy,” Sammy said and turned to go.“Sammy, there’s going to be trouble with that bunch, you may need to get a conductor to come in and help you,” Eli told him.“Yas’suh, Little Marshal Eli. I reckon I’d better do that right away too. They getting way too rowdy and out of control today,” Sammy said, then whirled to leave through the rear door.The door. I matched her rhythm. I lost myself in the video. Suddenly she sped up, and so did I, then she started spurting like a fucking fountain, which pushed me over the edge. I clenched my teeth and arched my back a little, and came a huge load, bigger than normal. I blew four times, twice on my stomach and once just above my dick, and the last time it just sort of oozed out, running down my hand and into my pubes.I laid there for a few minutes, then got up. I took my shirt off, and my undershirt, and. After changing into a T-Shirt and a mini-skirt she helped me walk down to my house.After we reached my house she helped me onto the sofa.She put her purse on the table and went to the kitchen and brought an icepack and ordered me to keep it on my foot where the dumbell had fallen.I told her that I was not feeling comfortable in my tracks and she helped me remove my track pants to reveal my panties.I also told her to remove my jacket.She reached the zip and unzipped my jacket revealing my. I know what’s expected of a real slave though – I concentrated and didn’t let my hole close. She murmured something, perhaps praise, and then spat into my ass.It didn’t touch the sides, instead hitting me somewhere deep inside. My body shuddered involuntarily and for a moment everything tingled. Before I knew what was happening her tongue was inside me. It was so small compared to the butt-plug, but as it darted and lapped at my wet ring I could hardly contain myself. Eventually she gave up all.
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