It was perfect. XXX “You look prettier when you’re crying anyway.”
She did. The weight would occasionally vibrate from within, and the vibrations would travel back up the taut chain to the girl’s clit. Not every person Fucktwat invited RSVPed immediately – while many were turned on at the thought of seeing the pretty girl degraded at a wedding ceremony, others were disgusted by the whole idea – but Michael arranged for Titcage to make some encouragement payments to get as many people as possible to attend. “You look prettier when you’re crying anyway.”
She did. She knew she was raping Claire’s dream by dressing like this, mostly naked and in terrible sexual pain, piss and cum and cunt juices on her face and breasts. She knew they were tears of happiness, and she squelched the
