He spends hours stretching my cunt on the sofa and hurting me. I am out of control of my body and spurting liquids all over his hands. I can sense a grin on his face as he starts to tweak a muscle that makes me yelp. He just keeps tweaking away. I think "Why? You bastard. You abhorrent sick and twisted fuck" The tortures makes me so satisfied that I leak and ooze. Im deliciously uncomfortable and feel a little sick.
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