dididothat
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- Sep 26, 2013
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Each of the following three strikes on her open exposed pussy was blinding searing pain.
She drooled as her head rocked from side to side as he manipulated her, barely conscious she fell forward, his big hand in the middle of her back, her stomach slapping into the cold cushion making her gasp in pain, tears falling from her eyes.
Panting she struggled to breath as she lay there wondering if she was still alive.
The drops of warm oil on her skin making her hiss in discomfort, it spread soothing her raw skin, Kirsten sighed as it took the edge of the fierce whipping, her pussy still burning and twitching from the lashes.
More oil slid down between her firm upturned ass cheeks, running onto her swollen pussy lips and over her bruised clit. she moaned almost sensually at the relief, but it was short lived. His big hand cupping her sore pussy rubbing the oil in soothing her, but then his fingers began scraping her sensitive lips, each nail making her jerk away, but held tight she couldn't move.
Whimpering she felt him slide two thick meaty fingers easily and deeply inside her, tears rolled from her eyes as she realised it wasn't just the oil on his fingers that made his entrance so easy.
Gasping Kirsten felt him slid a third finger into her pussy, her fingers flexing desperately trying to find purchase and freedom.
She whimpered as the fingers stretched and explored her, she hated that he was doing what her boyfriend wouldn't, and worse it was beginning cause her to begin getting aroused, ever so slightly.
Kirsten bit her lip raising her head trying to get more air into her lungs, this was much easier to bare that the whipping.
She could see the screen with the demanding questions, sweetsue33 adding her own hateful comments.
<are you sorry for calling us names?> one asked.
<are you a faithful girlfriend?. another posted.
Kirsten let her head drop hoping she wouldn't have to answer the questions,
She drooled as her head rocked from side to side as he manipulated her, barely conscious she fell forward, his big hand in the middle of her back, her stomach slapping into the cold cushion making her gasp in pain, tears falling from her eyes.
Panting she struggled to breath as she lay there wondering if she was still alive.
The drops of warm oil on her skin making her hiss in discomfort, it spread soothing her raw skin, Kirsten sighed as it took the edge of the fierce whipping, her pussy still burning and twitching from the lashes.
More oil slid down between her firm upturned ass cheeks, running onto her swollen pussy lips and over her bruised clit. she moaned almost sensually at the relief, but it was short lived. His big hand cupping her sore pussy rubbing the oil in soothing her, but then his fingers began scraping her sensitive lips, each nail making her jerk away, but held tight she couldn't move.
Whimpering she felt him slide two thick meaty fingers easily and deeply inside her, tears rolled from her eyes as she realised it wasn't just the oil on his fingers that made his entrance so easy.
Gasping Kirsten felt him slid a third finger into her pussy, her fingers flexing desperately trying to find purchase and freedom.
She whimpered as the fingers stretched and explored her, she hated that he was doing what her boyfriend wouldn't, and worse it was beginning cause her to begin getting aroused, ever so slightly.
Kirsten bit her lip raising her head trying to get more air into her lungs, this was much easier to bare that the whipping.
She could see the screen with the demanding questions, sweetsue33 adding her own hateful comments.
<are you sorry for calling us names?> one asked.
<are you a faithful girlfriend?. another posted.
Kirsten let her head drop hoping she wouldn't have to answer the questions,