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"Tell me what else you want Alex." His voice again. Want fetishes? What fetishes did she want? She just wanted to feel secret like secret this secret always. This good. Feels so good. This secret turned on. Feels so good. Is she hypnotized corset? It just feels corset fetish so good. She wants that orgasm. What did he want her to say? CRACK as the sting of the leather falls across secretfetishes her ass again. She's taking too long to answer.
"I'm a greedy ass fucked slut, Sir." She heard the "Good Girl" he hissed as he slid a third corset fetish and a fourth finger corset inside her. Greedy. Needing. Was she hypontized? Her mind blank with corset nothing but pleasure now secret and secret her body rocking greedily back fetishes onto his fingers. Wanting more. Wanting fucked. Fucking his hand secret like the greedy slut secret she is for him. All pleasure building. Her clit throbbing, exposed, longer, nipples pinched and pulled as she fucked his fingers. Then his hand reached around her and took the clamps away from her secretfetishes nipples. Gasping and breathing, moaning loudly she felt his cock enter her dripping cunt. Grinding her hips against him secret, against join his hand, hungry for his hand, hungry for his cock secret and suddenly fetish a burning twinge of pain secret as the clip is removed secret from her clit. She can no secret longer secret hold join back corset fetish her orgasm secret and she secret screams in pleasure secret as he pulls the orgasm from secret her, from secretfetishes deep inside her and she feels his cock twitch and cum as the muscles in join her pussy spasm. Complete joy. Pure Bliss. And she falls helpless onto the corset fetish mattress. Hears his voice one secret last time "Good Girl, next time the whole hand" and she moans "yes" as she drifts back into dream land fetishes....
"What did you secret ask, Alex?" Her boss was speaking from the end of the conference room table. Oh God. What had she asked? Did she secret ask about her pussy? Are her eyes already corset glazed? Alex squirmed in her chair and corset fetish crossed her legs again, catching Brad secret's glance, his knowing secret glance, as fetishes she replied, "I wondered when the secretfetishes Douglas Report should be finished, Sir." Murmurs around the table as others discussed the Douglas Report and her eyes went back to Brad. Tick Tick Tick. So Close. So close. So close to time. Brad's eyes were fixed to her breasts corset and she smiled fetishes wickedly. So secretfetishes Close... Tick... Tick corset ... Tick... watch the clock. Hypnotized. ..."No further business secret, meeting adjourned."