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Female muscle webcam porn. Even if he was a 19 year old boy, tall and handsome, who was always in demand among girls, he had to agree to these damn conditions that a friend had asked him.
Yes, for any price.
Only in vain spent time coming here on the edge of the city.
Expectations fleeting cafe acquaintance with a clearly predictable ending turned out to be cunning.
Having spat, he already wanted to dress, when the aunt, having done as he later understood through force, asked a cheerful expression to help move things in the rest room.
Walking behind her reluctantly looked at her cellulite buttocks and thighs, fat hanging from the sides, which the black swimsuit could not hide.

Yes, and she looked like a long time ago.
Denis had a thought that it would have been better if she didn’t undress at all, although in a spacious bathhouse in a country cottage it was so heated and in addition to this there was so thick steam that your head was instantly spinning from such “incense.”
Passing past the back streets, they stopped near a massive door, for some reason upholstered in metal.

The aunt of the pov! Wrenching the key of the built-in lock, nodded Denis to go inside.
Suspecting nothing, he went inside.
The room appeared to be strange.
Denis expected to see in addition to the standard for many bathrooms large beds also a massage chair, but instead the room was blocked by a screen.
There were some metal cabinets on the sides, and the massage chair looked rather strange, if not more.
Without paying attention to this, the aunt closed the door, which turned out to be slammed shut with the booming clank of a massive door lock.
The room was dusk.
Denis immediately thought something was wrong, when the aunt asked to wait if he wanted to sit on that chair until she found the necessary key in this mess, according to her expression.
Reluctantly, Denis sat down in the Massage Chair and shivered.
The aunt, meanwhile, was cursing at the drawer shelf, then, interrupting, as if by chance, had invited Denis to check the chair in action.

He reluctantly nodded, believing that she would again look for some crap for half an hour! lol
But he did not pay attention as the aunt came up from behind quickly! fixed his wrists with sturdy steel cuffs embedded in the chair.
Before he could come to his senses, his aunt was already fastening his neck with a steel collar to the head of the chair.
Further, taken aback, Denis vaguely recalled that the ugly woman curled like a bee, tugging at it with the necessary adaptations curled like a bee howling for joy.
Her expression has changed so much: flushed and filled with such joy, which happens to a hunter who caught a game.
- H-hey, what are you doing, fucking bl.
b, but at that moment, the aunt quickly inserted a ring gag to him and gently snapped the lock just barely squeezing it behind the back of his head.
Satisfied with her work, she exhaled and said “phew.”
She reached for a bottle of mineral water, took two steps and looked at Dennis happily smiling.
- Do not twitch, my sweet boy trembled aunt with such voluptuousness that Denis stopped twitching and stared at her with wide eyes.

Without losing time, she pressed the switch and the room lit up in all its glory.
The curtains turned out to be cleaned and Denis was able to examine the contents of the spacious room well.
From what he saw was breathtaking.
All kinds of whips, whips, belts, shovels hung on the walls.
There were even multicolored jump ropes and ping-pong rackets.
There were also more sinister-looking things, the purpose of which could only guess.
To the right behind the curtain, there were cabinets with glass doors.
The contents of the lockers were clearly suggestive of a medical theme: there were enemas and hoses with tips and syringes.
There were also visible glass syringes in the manner of the Soviet.
Behind the far screen were chains hanging from the ceiling with bracelets.
Instead of a bed there was some kind of incomprehensible device.
In the meantime, the aunt dropping the entire masquerade from the bed, turn!

An incomprehensible “torture” device with fixation rolled the chair with Denis to the far end of the room.
Having pressed some buttons, Denis found himself in a supine position with his hands raised and securely fixed behind his head and his legs slightly apart.
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