Pixie Isobella

Category: Office

  • Molly’s Cage: 22

    Molly’s Cage: 22

    Mr Phillips smiled as he waved the dildo in my face. ‘Open up, girl,’ he smirked. ‘Get those lips open for me.’ My eyes widened as I saw he was going to feed the dildo into my mouth. ‘That’s a good hole,’ he sniggered. ‘Just store that for me there, won’t you?’

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  • Molly’s Cage: 20

    Molly’s Cage: 20

    ‘Sluts don’t decide who fuck them, Molly,’ Mr Hunter said, his voice chastising me all over again for having said something silly. ‘You couldn’t be a good girl, so now you’ll just be a pleasure toy, darling. Available whenever a man wants you.’

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