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A mother enslavedWhat made Shari's pulse quicken was what was mounted at the tip. It was a long thick cock – at least, something formed to look like a man's cock. Only this cock was a metallic color, the fat head catching the yellowish overhead light and gleaming evilly. Max was pushing it directly between her legs until the tip was within inches of her cunt. Shari inched her legs away from it, kicking her feet from side to side. Instantly the girl knew what the men were going to do to her! She would be raped, alright, but raped by that dreadful metal thing! The more she tried to escape the dildo below her, the more exhausted she became. Max finished centering the instrument, then walked over to the wall while Bobby stood in front of the girl and watched, his thick-muscled arms crossed over one another. Shari blushed, thankful forte hood hiding her shame. She could feel the overhead bar shaking as Max released the brake on the ratchet, lowering her slowly. In a moment Shari felt the cold iron against her pouty cuntlips. It was flattening them back under the pressure, squeezing in, pressing the slick, achey walls apart while Shari kicked her legs from side to side and felt herself being fucked by that long, thick dildo ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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