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A master-slave connection ends
"Yes! Yes!" he snarled, and he began to f**k her with hard, sure strokes that rocked her on the sofa and made his loins slap against her. Helen moaned, her cries louder than the humming of the vibe, so far gone that she almost forgot to announce: "Permission to come, Master? Permission to come?" "No!" Alex growled, and immediately pulled out of her, leaving her hanging, whining with disappointment, her open p***y gaping like a cave in the earth, dark, open, and inviting. He quickly untied her legs and sat down on the sofa with his c**k standing straight up. "Ride me," he said. "Facing outwards. Back to me." Helen lost no time in getting up, confused and dazed as she was. She waited while Alex gathered her dress up in back and swept it to the side so he could see her naked ass, then gui
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