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Il rigole, me donne une claque sur la fesse et retourne dans le camping car. Quelle humiliation. Je passe vraiment pour la dernière des catins. On repart et de nouveau course et marche s’alternent sans trop de difficulté. Enfin le véhicule s’arrête et Max vient décrocher la corde du porte vélo et me ramène à l’intérieur. Il me fait mettre à quatre pattes sur la couchette et enlève le plug. - Putain, elle est bien ouverte la garce. C’est excitant, à mon avis ça vaut bien une double see the rest

Master44, qui conduit, gare et arrête le camping car. J’imagine qu’il va se faire remplacer par Max pour pouvoir me baiser une deuxième fois, mais non, il rejoint ses potes à l’arrière.- Ouvre ton cul salope ! fait Max. je me detend.- T’as vu ça ! une vrai vide couille ! il faut qu’on la remplisse celle la. - Ouais, sur qu’on va bien la remplir. Il faut qu’elle garde ce qu’elle à, passe moi la queue.Max fouille de nouveau dans la trousse et en sort une queue toute en poils noir see the rest

- Salut salope! Je sors à peine de chez moi pour aller faire quelque courses, que le mec à surgi à ma droite.- Tu viens avec moi !je ne sais même pas d’où il est sorti. Il passe un bras autour de ma taille et m’entraîne. Je me dégage.- Mais non je ne vous connais pas !Je suis attrapé par le bras gauche de l’arrière- Non, mais tu viens quand même avec nous!Un deuxième mec viens de me choper. L’autre me happe le bras droit et me reprend par la taille. Les deux mecs m’entraînent see the rest

I get off the train. From the platform, you have to cross a lane to access another platform behind which I can see the parking lot where my contact gave me an appointment by telling me that he will come and pick me up to take me home or he may there already have another submissive. As he ordered I put on tight denim shorts, a t-shirt, sneakers and nothing else. I met him on the internet, I don't know him yet but I'm going to be his whore for the weekend. I love.I am in the parking lot, he told me see the rest

It was late December. Once again I hang out on dating sites, as usual in this case, I am excited and as often there are not a lot of people online. Some young people contact me, but do not match my criteria. Then a 52 year old guy. He wants me to come and suck him at his place. I hesitate. Going out just to suck it takes a long time and in the end not much. But he is insistent and assures me that I will not be disappointed that if I am a good one I will be rewarded ... The idea of ​​meeting up see the rest

I had screamed, I was crying, I was in despair. He went to position himself next to me and put the stick right on the top of my buttocks, then I received a blow, firm, painful, a cry escaped me. The stick landed a little lower and another blow landed, harder. I was breathing, it was painful, the stick was placed in the middle of my buttocks where I received a stronger blow than the other two, I was screaming, I was asking for mercy, I was screaming at him that I was going to do all the deep throats see the rest

The men who were looking at me rather silently were just waiting for this, I heard a murmur of satisfaction surely rise, which did not bode well, there was also a long stick, an object which seemed soft like a dildo but very long and another that I was looking at, a black object, no doubt it was a huge cock, his disproportionate glans seemed more pointed than a normal glans, which must have allowed him to be introduced into holes that were too small and I didn't I dared to imagine the sequel. The see the rest

Mon téléphone vibre, c'est un sms, laconique. "je suis en bas". Je réponds avec le code d'accès pour qu'il puisse rentrer. Puis je vais ouvrir ma porte. Comme à chaque fois que je reçois un homme autoritaire, je suis inquiète et excitée. j'ai laissé ma porte, entrouverte juste assez pour qu'il la repère facilement, puis je suis revenu me mettre à quatre pattes sur mon canapé et j'attends. Les secondes semblent des minutes, c'est long. Enfin j'entend le bruit de l'ascenseur. la lumière see the rest

Jonathan pulled me outside, it was dark and the air was cold, I was shivering behind him, Alain was following us. Arrived at the R15, He made me lie down on the floor mat between the front and rear seats. When it was done one threw a blanket over me. I heard Alain grumble at Jean who had left, depriving them of the audi. I understood that they used to use the big trunk of Jean's three volumes to transport their sex slaves. Which let me think that I was not the first nor the last to go through this.We see the rest

I must have fallen asleep. I woke up feeling my feet pulled, I wanted to move but my bonds prevented me. I came to my senses and remembered where I was. I didn't want to open my eyes. The glow through my eyelids told me the light had been turned on. People were busy around me. At that moment I had this feeling of being a thing. Whatever they want, I couldn't resist, but strangely I was reassured that they were there. They hadn't forgotten me, left me to mope at the bottom of this cellar, no, they see the rest