In the corner booth, behind Thomas, was an old man, who looked a little grungy. He wore a faded striped shirt, worn jeans, and about five day's stubbl... on his chin.There was also a middle-aged man sitting on a stool at the counter. He had on a ball cap, a plaid flannel shirt, and faded jeans. Thomas got the impression he was a truck driver either on his way to or from a haul.The slave tried to turn around, so she was facing the same direction, but found the aisle too narrow. She ended up. It felt so full, he must have had three there and he was cutting me with his nails. I gasped as he pressed them inside, firmly, stretching me more than Carl had done. He continued grunting and laughing as he worked in a fourth. “Keep going, fucking fist her mate, she’s ready for it now!” encouraged Carl. He said it right to Ted’s face, trying to get a reaction out of him, making him suffer and torturing him. Steven hit a brick wall when he tried to insert five fingers, the angle was right, but. More

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