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Vidya: If you cum without our permission, then the whole night, you will be put into denial.Time ticked to 8 30 PM. Vidya went to the back seat and kissed her lips, biting her lower lips and slapping over the chastity belt. Even though she cannot touch her pussy, it gave the necessary vibration on Sandhya pussy to push her to the edge.Sandhya: Mistress, I am sorry for what I did. Please let me pee. Aaahhhhh.Vidya: Will you ever misbehave?Sandhya: I won’t, Mistress.Sujith slowed down the car and parked it by the side. Vidya unchained her collar and dragged her down.Vidya: Spread your legs and kneel down. You are allowed to cum only when we say you to, understand bitch?Sandhya: Yes, Mistress.The road was pitch dark, with not much vehicle movement. Sujith took the remote from the car and started from low to full in intervals teasing her pussy. This went on for another 10 minutes.Sandhya: I beg you, Master, let me.Vidya slapped on her face. “Shut up bitch. We didn’t give permission to. No! I cried as he put his mouth to my tits and bit down on my nipple, causing me to thrash with pain. Bryan pulled me across the table more so my head was at one end and my ass and pussy at the other. I tried to roll of the table but Bryan held me down by my neck and shoulders, pulling down his trousers and showing of his hard cock as it pocked through his boxers. He forced open my mouth and no matter how hard I tried to resist, he rammed his cock down my throat causing me to gag. I found myself crying as he thrust deeper and deeper into my mouth, each time his balls swinging into my eyes and his fat covering my vision. At the same time, Tony had ripped off my trousers and was stroking my pussy through my panties. Looks like this little sluts cunt is dry as a bone! But we know how to fix that! He slowly slid my panties off, then leaned forward to kiss my pussy. I kicked at him, striking him in the face with the flat of my foot. He stammered back, and rage filled his eyes. He brought.
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