Legs lifted, pink pierced

I feel that the movement deprivation no longer gets you started that much. I think I need to complicate your situation a bit, spreading and fixing your legs so wide that tears nearly run down your sweet cheeks. You’re focused on the feeling down your crotch and barely notice me biting on your nipples with steel. A couple of other decorations, a thrust, and you scream out.

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