Bound Clit feather

Clit feather bound

Clit feather bound

Clit feather bound

Pushing my chair back as much as was desirable, I leant forward, then slowly extended my right arm in the direction of Alice's cunt. My readers will remember that, immediately after I had stripped Alice naked, I had closely inspected her cunt from a similar point of view. Alice at once guessed her fate, viz, that her cunt was to be tickled; her head jerked in her terror as she shrieked: 'Oh, my God!

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Clit feather bound

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Clit feather bound

She was a lovely sight in herself, and the knowledge that the struggling shrieking girl I was torturing was Alice herself and none but Alice added zest to my occupation. Erotic frustration part 2 of 3.

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bound Clit feather