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The Pleasure GirlThen I can hold her open for one of you.” Oh, sweet mercy. That suggestion had her creaming really hard. Hands did as he asked and they spread her, placing her legs over his. She was amazed she was this flexible, but figured it was due to that hard work in the greenhouse and all the natural eating she’d been doing since the Catastrophe. Oh, Teyla, stop thinking about that, just concentrate on what they are doing! Logan tilted them both back as he leaned against the armchair, and she could only imagine how she must look to the two men with her legs wide open, her ass impaled on Logan, her pussy wet and open, waiting to be penetrated by one of them. “Tie her hands to the chair,” Logan ordered. She tensed remembering their conversation about bondage. “Don’t worry, your legs will be free, not that you’ll want to kick anyone away.” She heard the humor in his otherwise lust-thickened voice. She bit her bottom lip with a sudden bout of worry as her wrists were lashed to the chair. “That’s it, baby. Let them tie you down.” She couldn’t believe how hard she creamed at his soothing tone of approval ...» |
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