Mia Hurley Appreciates Her Sexual Shame

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My tormentor wants me to chat about the sexual dishonor he put me through. I'm not sure if I'm even ready to share it with anyone. But I must do what I'm told. He first strapped me up with tough rope. He's fairly gifted with shibari cable tying. He roped my melon and arms tight. Every time I moved it seemed the cords tightened. He left me waiting in his lair, ball gag deep in my mouth. I never knew when he would arrive. When he eventually did he went right to work. He leaned me over and pulled my panties off, his thumbs immediately in and out of my pussy, using slobber as lubricant. I must confess I came twice. Being incapable to budge or speak was arousing as 3 thumbs opened me up. He propped me on my knees and torn the gag off my face, jamming his fine good-sized humungous pink cigar down my throat. I've never deep throat-ed a spunk-pump before. Experiencing it slip down my esophagus made me gag so much, yet I dreamed more. He was so rough. He didn't care how badly I gagged. That's exactly what he wanted. I was ready to take his lengthy dick, but he said I wasn't ready. He hooked up his fucking machine to my slit as he continued bobbing my head on his dick. When he was satisfied, he left me alone, the machine still boning my pussy.