101s December Live Feed - InSex


Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: tying pain play castigation coarse pd enema 912 insexarchives

Endurance is my master’s fun for a carnival of naughty delights. My servitude nearly defies life. To succumb is to ignore that voice inside your head that is urging u to run out of the room. And it takes all my strength not to run.

Endurance is time stopped in advance of me as I anticipate your next move. The rod poised in advance of me like the hand of the clock. I can feel the pump and splash into my heart cavity previous to every jerk off of the rod. My heart stops and pops like a bubble as the flexible flesh wraps around the rod. The rushes back and forth from the point of contact; thick with salt running over an open wound.

Now time slides throughout me like sand. Am I having enjoyment yet? Two greater amount hours until show time and I’m already panting like a sick . This isn’t real, I’m thinking. My mind keeps situating itself around my slit and my bazookas; the 2 areas almost any sensitive to pang. I am silently begging for your compassion. That is the leniency of a hundred and 50 males, every wanting a bite of my flesh. I crave to lop off my bra buddies and tuck my clitoris away so u can’t punishment me there.

But u already have me dismembered: love melons, fur pie, neck and arms. And the ropes drink me entire, pulling my flesh back and offering my bones to the cold floor. Make me squirm about on the concrete floor for a cigarette if it pleases u. Each puff is worth a adult baby bruise on a bone.

Now you’ve got my face hole and face hole. You’ve left my body parts strewn about the room all dirtied up. Now you’ve discovered a gap to play with! Go ahead and watch how much life I have if it pleases u. It’s all enjoyment and games. A plastic bag fastened around my fastened and gagged head feels like being screwed in the face hole. You know exactly where the air stops. It stops in plastic sucked to my eyeballs.

Show time’s here and I am an empty shell. My flesh has been scooped out and served onto a platter. Now you’re going to play with my mind. My slaver is an apparition waving his magic wand. He has captured the very essence of ache. It is pure and crisp; pins being dragged throughout your flesh. And it lights up every rope burn and scratch on the skin like a blue flame.

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101s December Live Feed - InSex

101s December Live Feed - InSex


101s December Live Feed - InSex

101s December Live Feed - InSex



101s December Live Feed - InSex


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101s December Live Feed - InSex




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