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This woman, this India Summer, is in warmth in such an achingly sustained torturous strenuous way that she actually manages to radiate waves of it out like some primal pheromone that makes the air kind of raw and you commence to sense hazy and dull. She's petting her hips together endlessly, endlessly trying to make the waiting go quicker but it doesn't help it just makes it worse and you realize you've stopped whatever you were doing and now you're even a tiny bit freaked out too.Nothing can sate her. Her cooch clamps down so rigid on a dildo that I can't pull it out with 2 hands, and using a 3 sole pillar for leverage. She will actually glide via the floor first-ever before it comes out. If you attempted to nail her, she could hold you hostage. I don't even know if it would be a supreme idea to try to nail her because she might shove the backwards into your heart the wrong way and you or something. When she comes, the contractions punch the thick rock hard love glove cock, leaning it nearly in half. I'm happy I decided to use the straight-jacket and padded cage for the shoot out of unspoiled luck because it was all genuinely _useful_ as opposed to being a fantasy setting so she doesn't strip screws or rip bolts thru the fuck-stick of my standard set in some riot of orgasmic violence.