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Tags: Bondage, Lorelei Lee |
The current election has Lorelei Lee. It is sold in the form of one of their shoots she has ever been a part of. Although she hears this kind of talk daily, men telling her in no uncertain terms exactly what they’d like to do to her entire body, she still isn't prepared for how it seems to be stripped naked, laid bare, and tormented so directly. “Smile, honey. We could tell by how you carry yourself that your liberal twat is begging for a fantastic fuck. You ought to be happy to have a stud make you feel like a lady and grab you. It doesn't matter if you are happy or not cause you’re so pretty once you cry. “Lorelei might have kept taking this prick, but as enjoyable as that’s for many of us, we have something else in mind. As needles are driven by London River to her feet tears stream freely down Lorelei ' s confront. Her entire body is trapped but she has adequate freedom of movement to become wracked with heaving sobs. |
