__--- Bongacams's Profile

Languages: English

Location: In your fantasies

Body Decorations: NO/

Smokes/Drinks: Yes/Ocasional

Interested In: Men

Age: 59

Body Type: Big Boobs /DDD/ Curvy/

__--- Bongacams - This hot chick wearing only a trench coat and heels.

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Cindy knew I would never deprive her of my company. "What makes you think I'd let you do that to me?" __--- Bongacams asked, pulling her into a holding line near the two officers. "Well, you must prove yourself to be worthy of such a strong confidence," she said, shaking her head. "No, I won't do that, __--- Bongacams," __--- Bongacams said, standing, "I don't think you should have done that." "Well, __--- Bongacams," __--- Bongacams said, "we'll see." With a shift of her walking frame, __--- Bongacams was secured to the chain wrapped around Erin's head by strong muscular arms and legs. It was a tight fit, and Erin gasped a bit, but her body was reacting as the thick leather cuffs were cinched around her ankles. __--- Bongacams walked up to her, and the two men, with close ties to the DEA, handed Erin her pants and shoes. These things had to be purchased for her. "Lay down on the bed, c'mon, you don't want to be picked up in the middle of the night," __--- Bongacams said. Erin lay back on the bed, sobbing. No one had touched her. "I'll show you some other ways," __--- Bongacams said, stepping between her legs. Once, he had tied her, then picked up her hair and adjusted it to secure it firmly. If __--- Bongacams tried to move, she knew she was unable to.

Once, again, he had tied her and she was helpless. Once again, the change was too drastic. Once, she had no idea what was happening and why. For weeks, people stared at her; at the base of her spine. Now they looked at her breasts. A well-developed set of breasts, prominent and defined. She used her large breasts to push her body forward. Gone was the shy shy beauty. Erin lay back, transfixed as __--- Bongacams stared at her naked, open pussy. __--- Bongacams had once seen her squirm like that on a plane. "You're pretty," he told __--- Bongacams, shaking his head. "I'm not good looking, but I have some special things for you. Don't you see them?" He held out two luxurious-looking women's wrist watches. Erin's eyes flew to them and she smiled..

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