Bertha Hall

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The nymph mates sniggered to each other, flattered, as they accepted the from the tall, wide and stellar stranger. He smirked but seemed peculiarly silent… preoccupied. They can reminisce the highly first-ever drink of wine, but not the second. The club became a blur; the unknown suitor became a brooding brute… Sandra and Lauren have been disrobed down to their stockings and white, vintage, full bod girdles; brown-haired curls and silver swings of hair streaming over naked shoulders as the firmly tied twosome are shoveled into glance in the cage they’re limited captive in. They can't say a thing, thanks to the fabric wrap gag sealing their faceholes shut. Their hulking harasser retrieves Sandra, relieving her ropes for a mere moment of ease before even further limitations befall her. He places the fine shape of the huge-titted wide on a makeshift mattress and hobbles her with a hogtie. Next he returns for lengthy legged Lauren, similarly cinching her ankles to her wrists atop the torn foam floor covering, flashing her sheer stockings soles, messy from the concrete. Their confine restrain bondage unforgiving, both tied and ball-gagged gfs are left to struggle in their supah rigorous rope restraints…