Daily Archives: March 18, 2009

You’re a grown-up girl already, you certainly had been to a girl doctor before? Did he feel you up, like this? Oh, I’m getting jealous To leave the unpleasant thought I spread your pink with this cold steel speculum and … Continue reading →

You’re a grown-up girl already, you certainly had been to a girl doctor before? Did he feel you up, like this? Oh, I’m getting jealous To leave the unpleasant thought I spread your pink with this cold steel speculum and … Continue reading →

Modest white underwear, a frightened face and limbs fastened. What can be more perfect together Feel me cutting though your shirt with my sharp scissors. Enjoy the coldness of steel on your nipples? I can almost smell your fear blending … Continue reading →

Modest white underwear, a frightened face and limbs fastened. What can be more perfect together Feel me cutting though your shirt with my sharp scissors. Enjoy the coldness of steel on your nipples? I can almost smell your fear blending … Continue reading →

Good god, you sit on this chair with your hands fixed like a queen on the throne I have something for you, your majesty. How about gagging on a rubber vibrator while your hole slowly gets sore being drilled by … Continue reading →

Good god, you sit on this chair with your hands fixed like a queen on the throne I have something for you, your majesty. How about gagging on a rubber vibrator while your hole slowly gets sore being drilled by … Continue reading →

Good god, you sit on this chair with your hands fixed like a queen on the throne I have something for you, your majesty. How about gagging on a rubber vibrator while your hole slowly gets sore being drilled by … Continue reading →

Good god, you sit on this chair with your hands fixed like a queen on the throne I have something for you, your majesty. How about gagging on a rubber vibrator while your hole slowly gets sore being drilled by … Continue reading →

Do you know this blood-boiling feeling similar to being a spider with a helpless victim in a web in front of it? Humans and spiders surely have something in common. Still, as a human I am more advanced in terms … Continue reading →

Do you know this blood-boiling feeling similar to being a spider with a helpless victim in a web in front of it? Humans and spiders surely have something in common. Still, as a human I am more advanced in terms … Continue reading →

Do you know this blood-boiling feeling similar to being a spider with a helpless victim in a web in front of it? Humans and spiders surely have something in common. Still, as a human I am more advanced in terms … Continue reading →

Do you know this blood-boiling feeling similar to being a spider with a helpless victim in a web in front of it? Humans and spiders surely have something in common. Still, as a human I am more advanced in terms … Continue reading →

You look so beautiful when stripped and fixed like this. Your body looks as if it was stretched into a line, a line of juicy flesh with four eye-catching mounds. The pleasure I get from flogging you is immense, I … Continue reading →

You look so beautiful when stripped and fixed like this. Your body looks as if it was stretched into a line, a line of juicy flesh with four eye-catching mounds. The pleasure I get from flogging you is immense, I … Continue reading →

You look so beautiful when stripped and fixed like this. Your body looks as if it was stretched into a line, a line of juicy flesh with four eye-catching mounds. The pleasure I get from flogging you is immense, I … Continue reading →

You look so beautiful when stripped and fixed like this. Your body looks as if it was stretched into a line, a line of juicy flesh with four eye-catching mounds. The pleasure I get from flogging you is immense, I … Continue reading →

When I play with myself, I feel like a candle, so tight in the beginning and melting away with the fire of passion. This is why I’m so much into candle play. I love stuffing myself with these, even when … Continue reading →

When I play with myself, I feel like a candle, so tight in the beginning and melting away with the fire of passion. This is why I’m so much into candle play. I love stuffing myself with these, even when … Continue reading →

When I play with myself, I feel like a candle, so tight in the beginning and melting away with the fire of passion. This is why I’m so much into candle play. I love stuffing myself with these, even when … Continue reading →