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" You would be if you understood the true evil we could chase from the world, Michael." She scooted close and nuzzled his shoulder. Looking up into his eyes, she said in a husky voice, "I could use my feminine wiles to convince you." Her breath smelled like ... coffee-scented flowers. Damn it, how? She squeezed his arm while slowly batting her lashes. Michael didn't know where to run."That's a joke, son," Arnele explained, her face melting into a smile."Hardy har har," Michael winced. "You got to stop doing stuff like that." But that's my plan, Michael. Use this." She presented herself to him, sitting up straight. "Use Arnele to trap them. I'm the bait."The toast popped up. Both stared intently at one another for a few seconds. Arnele rose, but Michael signaled her to relax and got up instead. He put the toast on the small plate and brought it back to the table with what he was happy to see was a quality jam. Arnele waited for him to sit before continuing. "The money we're talking. They were both naked sitting on the bed, I took off my black dress revealing my slutty lingerie with black stocking, badydoll with garter straps and black thong.Fred said, "Wow". Pulled down the straps of my babydoll to reveal my fat nipples and each began sucking and biting as I stroked their hard cocks. Jim reached over to the nightstand and found my clover nipple clamps and put them on each nipple. The clamps bit down into my hard nipples and Jim tugged the chain and I let out a moan.Jim then laid on the bed as I had asked him so I could impale my hot cunt on his cock and ride him cowgirl. Then I could suck on Fred's cock as he kneeled on the bed. Jim pulled down my thong panties.I was so horny and my pussy contracting that as I positioned over his cockhead and lowered myself, his hard cock was buried balls deep within seconds and we both let out a moan. I gyrated and left it buried as I began sucking and licking Fred's cock. I lifted off Jim's fat pole and slammed back down while.
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. was only a precursor of what he had planned. She felt his hands gently upon her hips as he helped her stand again. "Turn to the right," he said. She complied, and he stopped her after she'd turned about 180 degrees. "Now walk forward." Based on her knowledge of his home, she figured she was walking toward his bedroom. Tentatively, she stepped in the direction he wanted, and his hand cupped her elbow to guide her. He leaned forward to push the door open before she reached it, and she stepped into the room, the uninterrupted carpet massaging her feet. He stopped her a few feet into the room. "The bed is directly in front of you. Get onto it and lie on your back." Awkwardly she lifted a knee and climbed onto his king-size bed. She rolled onto her side with her hands still bound before her, and then onto her back. Unavoidably, her legs splayed open to expose her moist pussy. She heard the rustle of fabric ... a zipper ... and figured he was undreassing himself. The strains of music.

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