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Deep throat wifeHer twat was a solid ache it had, done so much spuming. Finally, a determined thrust sent the two men tumbling to the floor. Suddenly, without any warning, two men grabbed her and dragged her backward across the stage. Too drained to struggle, she was barely able to keep her feet under her. At orders from the producer, the naked, swearing producer, Karen was slammed back against the garishly lighted wheel of fortune. She was urged up until she was balancing on her tiptoes. Shaking the hair out of her face, she tried to figure out what was happening. She tried to drag her wrists free as she felt the wheel behind her shift. She looked up, and shivered. Her hands were tied to the pegs of the wheel! When she looked at the producer, he was not pleased with the expression on her face. Instead of terror or humiliation or wariness, it was a look of searing, eager expectancy. Teetering crazily for a desperate moment, Karen lifted one foot, found a peg for it to rest on. The wheel swung unexpectedly from the pressure, yanking her other foot sideways off the stage ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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