Hot Twat Part Two - Mei Mara

One minute she’s riding her bike in the land. The next, cable-ties hold her to a easy-chair in a dank basement. You stand before this defenseless young woman. Cutie is in your power. There are games you wish to play with her. Sadistic games. It is something in your flesh this drives you to do those things to her. Perhaps it’s a form of love. Because in your eyes, her body grows more charming by the hour. ’till there is an imprint of her wherever u go, whatever u see, whomever u are with. And u begin to wonder if you will ever accept free.
You lean down and open a door set into the floor. Shackled and fastened, girl lies sideways in a shallow box below floor level. Damsel swiftly learns to smother sound, maybe to smother everything. You praise her. You’re teaching her the contortionist’s art the equanimity of self-deception.
U trap her so that her head is on 1 side of a wall, and her flesh, arched backward, is on the another side. She’s lovely like this, don’t you think? Not quite just excellent. And so you play another diversion. It’s a game gal can just only lose. You play this game to make her greater amount nice, greater amount lovely. And this is the imprint of her that you carry. The audio of her bawling, and of her skin twisting and straining.
A hook in her cunny pulls her vulva upward. U fluctuate her to orgasm. And as u prepare to put her away in her box, you’re already thinking of coming to her later. More games? Is this what u crave? How long can that carry on? When will it be over? By then, she’ll manage to smother everything, walking a dim silence of dream.

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Duration: 28:59
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Audio: 94kbps

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