Pain Junkies

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Archive for December, 2008

Cold steel and torn cloth in the dungeon

Modest white underwear, a frightened face and limbs fastened. What can be more perfect together Feel me cutting though your shirt with my sharp scissors. Enjoy the coldness of steel on your nipples? I can almost smell your fear blending with excitement. Your hole is dripping pink, so I shove a toy in there to […]

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Ravished holes

She could not resist any more. The terrible urge seemed to take control over her brain, making her fishnet-clad body bend over and stand on her fours, her crotch sticking in the air with all possible indecency. She did not care about morals, she needed to have her cravings fulfilled. The guy did not keep […]

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Hard loving

Nothing but fiery explosive passion. Her face was concealed by the red mask, but her other body parts clearly indicated she was here to get fucked the raw way. The stud smelled ripe horny pussy in the air and grabbed her, proceeding from one orifice to another. She felt his muscular physique clashing against hers; […]

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