Infernalrestraints - Piss Breath

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Maggie told PD to do whatever came to mind. If she had known what kind of mind she was dealing with she would never have used those words. The last thing she witnesses before PD puts the spandex hood over her face is him fastening one half of an electrical current to her toes. The circuit is ended briefly later, while she screams in the dark, by a iron hitachi that he can run all over her body. The tabouret he has her bound to is not just for decoration. The whole thing conforms to make repositioning her crevices as elementary as possible. When he wants to drill her face he just leans the top forth under her throat is down at fuckpole level. If he wants to pulverize her snatch he leans her back to shove her labia forward. When it is time for the screwing machine to have a turn he shifts the wheel again to give it a better angle. The other devious tools PD uses are nearly too poked up to mention. The fapping machine, for one, has her puffies all leaned out of shape. The gas mask has her choking for fresh air and only coming up with a foul stench that PD provided. The next time Maggie and PD get together she may be more careful about the terms of their encounter, but, judging from how much she loved what he did to her this time, I doubt it.