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Bondage wivesHe pressed down with his torso, burying her on the bed. One hand glided down and toyed with her clit and box. "Mmmmmm, yes." "Hold still, damn it. You'll make me slip out." He shoved her down flat. "Just let me fuck, will you?" "I'm sorry. It just felt so good." She lay very still. "You know who the boss is around here." "Yes. You are, Dave. I know that." Dave screwed for a minute, then pulled out. "What's the matter? Just tell me what to do. You know I'll do anything for you, Dave." "Nothing's the matter. I just decided to do a really first class job on your ass." Dave stood beside the bed. His suitcase stood next to the nightstand. From it he took a coiled hank of new clothesline. "I got this this afternoon." He ripped off the thin cardboard wrapper and uncoiled the nearly white line. "Have you got any objections?" He held the yards of rope up for her to see. "No. You can do anything to me. Just anything." She turned to lie face down again, tilting her cheeks up into the air. "We'll start up here." Dave twisted some rope around her right wrist, wrapped the line around the arm three times, almost reaching the elbow ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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