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Watching the torture of Twisted Elle must have made him horny, and he wishes for sexual gratification before returning to the chase. “Do you want to put it in my cunt, Master?” I politely check. Klink waves dismissively. “Use your mouth. I like the way your tongue feels on me. Kneel amateur down in front of me while you work.” “Yes Master,” I confirm, falling to the ground so quickly it’s as though my legs have given way. Freeing him from his clothing, I begin to pleasure him with my lips. Klink must have exerted himself during the morning’s hunting, for he exudes stale sweat, making the familiar taste of his penis even worse. He makes no apology for this, saying nothing as he hardens further in response to my circling tongue and bobbing head. My Master seems relaxed today. I sense none of last-night’s tension that was triggered by Alexa’s mocking. black It takes only minutes before he reaches full hardness and there’s the feeling of pulsing that signals the imminent jet of seed against the back of my throat. My owner releases himself into me. “Klink!” Salarin calls while I’m unsuccessfully trying to swallow the rest of the residue without tasting it. “Enough of that. There will be time for pleasure later.” “The man with the scar on his face, the one you saved me from. I-I’m not from here, you see.” I can feel Hans black smearing oil all my arse, then my teasing my erect cock with the tip of an oily finger and it is a most enjoyable sensation while I watch his lady masturbating for me. You should be degraded and humiliated, soiled and abused like the crawling pain slut that you are”. This is one of them." He never really realize blowjob that Emma have such a curve around her waist. "take me, Marcus! 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