Your self-control is visibly crumbling. I wonder if her pussy is already wet with fear. The more scared she is, the stronger you feel. Her finger holds the rod in place, deep inside my ass. Pari has prepared two masks for the basement whore. I get you the key for the handcuffs. “Harder,” I say, and Pari moves the rod faster and deeper. I love watching how mean Pari can be when she thinks I don’t notice. It will be fantastic. How good that she’s mine until the evening. It will have a good effect on her and you. It will have a good effect on her and you. The whip is rubbed with a mixture of red food coloring, chili powder, and a warming ointment. I am really looking forward to it. “I’m cumming Pari,” I gasp loudly, and Pari takes her hand away from my ass. It will burn like hell and be very sexy. I can control her to a certain degree, but she won’t be as willing as the last one. Well-moistened with lubricant, it stimulates my sphincter perfectly and makes me moan right from the start. In the mirror, I see your eyes fixed on the woman’s bleeding and trembling body as you get between my knees and ram your hard cock into me.
