He didn't milk my prostrate as He had most of the meetings at the motel. Instead, He threw me on the bed, face up, pulled out the butt plug and rimmed...me, then finger fucked my sore ass. He reached into His bag and pulled out a thin rod. I was told to lay on the edge of the bed, spread me ass cheeks. He used that rod to whip my asshole. I was screaming into the bedding, it was as first and very painful. Then He inserted a larger butt plug.He brought a piece of ginger root and had me go to peel. How’d you –’15‘I recognized your voice.’ She looked down at thetable. ‘I guess I owe you something, don’t I, Jeff?’‘Nah,’ I scoffed, ‘you don’t owe me –’‘Yes, I do,’ she said firmly.We both looked at the delicate, ivory foot that grippedthe chair, the painted toes playing across the cushion likefingers.‘But I wonder…do you want it now – now that you’veseen me?’ she asked, shrugging her shoulders.‘I want it anytime you’ll give it to me, Melody,’ Iresponded.She looked up at me and nodded, slipped. More

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