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She struggled against the cuffs, surely they were trick ones with a hidden catch that would let her out, right? She Hardcore groped around, but had no luck. She tried rubbing the blindfold off against the bed but it was too snug for her to get any friction. She tried to get her feet free but with her weight on the bed she couldn’t get any leverage to slip one of the cuffs out from under it. She screamed again, hoping someone would hear her and come in to assure her the game was over. Eventually she gave up. She wasn’t going anywhere and with the gag she’d be lucky if anyone could indian hear her, even if they wanted to help her – and she had no confidence of that. She felt tears well in her eyes again as she heard the door open. She lifted her head and groaned into the gag, rattling her chains to make it clear she needed help. Instead, whoever had just entered the room simply stepped up behind her and she felt another cock enter her ass. A sudden sob escaped her and she went limp, resigned to lay there and take it, as if there was any choice in the matter. As the second man violated her back passage she at least resolved herself to the belief this was her roommates doing. If there was more than one person involved it had to be some fucked up conspiracy cooked up between Sam and Angus. I can't believe how good you are. She wiggled her butt for whoever was groping her. He turned her onto her side and laid down facing her. “I’m old enough, you know. Finally, Hardcore we indian finished decorating and setting up. This was both annoying and confusing Geraldine at the same time, as she thought Wendy was a confirmed lesbian rather than bisexual. An extra inch of probably-Simon’s cock slipped between her teeth as he presumably pushed up against the wall, making sure his entire length was protruding through the flimsy barrier for his own pleasure. Katrina still had her arms tightly around his neck and shoulders. It only lasted a few seconds but it certainly surprised me. She respoded with little noises