1. SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE


    Date: 8/14/2017, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Author: 60ssexmoviechannel, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    swiped it back and forth and around and around in calculated motions that would bring most men to the very brink of desire. She wondered about Kropotkin. She wondered if he were human enough to respond to her lusty licks. She spiraled her tongue around his glans and dipped into his juicing hairpin slit. She coiled her tongue around his corona and jabbed and rubbed him at every point. Then, she sucked in her cheeks like a bellows and blew him long and hard. She took him far down into her throat and held him there as long as she dared. She clenched her mouth to his wick and pumped him as best she could under such a limited band of movement. But the trick seemed to work. "Suck me!!!!!" Kropotkin raged. "Fuck my big dork with your tiny little mouth, Comrade!!" "Eat my rod!!!" "Take it... take it... take it all!!!!!" "SUCK ME!!!" The blonde girl vacuumed his hard pole back into her gullet and spat it out as fast as she could go. Again and again she repeated the exercise. Until... Kropotkin's dick slit flew open and a cannon load of come sprayed her square in the throat. His stomach contracted hard and she took down two more blasts of jisms. Now, she felt Olga's hand on the cattle prod. It stabbed her deep. Surely, it would sever her body in two. She closed her eyes and wished that if it had to be over... it would be over fast. Then, just as the woman yanked the prod out of her ass, she felt herself collide against her fingers and tongue in a wild, unforeseen burst of orgasm. ...
    "Aaaaaaaa!!!!!!" she said, almost in relief. But even as she was coming, the cruel doctor was giving his orders. "Take that bitch and throw her out the door, Olga. She's of no further use to us. Throw her out. See how well she fares in a snowstorm in her birthday suit." The two of them chuckled as they prodded the girl to her feet, even while the cattle prod was still anchored in her poop chute. They worked her by the butt all the way to the front door and opened it. Then, in one graceless maneuver, Olga popped the cattle prod out of her ass and shoved the screaming girl onto the icy steps where she fell, slid all the way to the street and managed to amble off into the night, leaving a trail of bl**d in the filthy snow behind her. CHAPTER THREE Ursula swung her curvy ass onto the park bench and stared at the church spire. It was, as their tour guide had said often, a salient example of neo-Romanesque architecture. "Note the ornate gargoyles and chimera on the four corners of the steeple," the guide's voice droned on. "Here we see once again a fusion of the religious with the pagan..." Ursula nodded and tried to keep her note pad on her lap. Not that Paris was boring. Far from it. The place was full of majestic churches with ornate domes awl steeples and spires. Problem was, everyone of them reminded her of cock. And cock was something she had been expressly told by her husband-to-be was off limits to her until he saw her again. What a bummer! She was beginning to wish that she ...
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