Monday, August 20, 2012

Her masters touch SeXStoRY

<center><img border="0" width="380" height="537" src="http://art.dabloog.com/data/images/2011/02/tumblr-lfb0q03sb81qeyx9go1-500.jpg" /></center> Blinfolded and bound she waited for her masters touch. Her hard nipples tingled in anticipation of his strong hands touching them, pinching them, pulling them. She longed for him to squeeze her thrust out breasts, to feel his hands cupping them. She could feel her pussy juice beginning to flow and she both longed for and dreaded the punishment her master would meet out for her ill disciplined arousal. She could hear him moving around but why wasn't he touching her? Why was he torturing her like this? He knew how much she longed for his touch....

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