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Molly’s Cage: 10
Read more: Molly’s Cage: 10All I could think about was my fantasy of Mr Hunter pushing me forward over his desk, snarling at me to pull my skirt up because he needed to discipline me, and then feeling his thick, hard shaft pushing uncaringly into me, forcing me to take him because I needed to be taught a lesson.
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Molly’s Cage: 9
Read more: Molly’s Cage: 9‘Good girls don’t display their breasts like this. Good girls don’t like being touched like this.’ My boss fingered my nipple between finger and thumb, his eyes meeting mine with laughter in them. ‘Good girls don’t lie on their backs letting men touch them. I guess you probably are just a slut, aren’t you?’
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Julie’s Dream: a hotwife submission erotica
Read more: Julie’s Dream: a hotwife submission eroticaJulie got more than she bargained for when she advertised online for a stranger to fuck her in front of her husband.





