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Master orgasm John teenorgasm began putting away his equipment while Jason teen led his pictures shaking teen wife down the hall and into the bathroom where he put her under the shower to teen regain orgasm some of her lost senses. He left for a few moments teenorgasm to show Master John out of teenorgasm the house, and upon his return to the bathroom, he found Cassie crying softly while massaging her bloodied nipples. "I'm sorry, Cass," he said softly, "but you just had to be put back in teen your place, it had to be done." "M-my nipples are so sore," she moaned softly, "ohhhhhh, I teenorgasm hurt all over." "Maybe this will help," he replied, while quickly stripping off his clothing and hopping into the shower with orgasm is now docile teen wife, and after pressing teen her against the shower stall wall, entering her pussy roughly and fucking her while both of the were still standing up. "Oh, Jason," she sobbed while yet another orgasm ravaged her teen shredded cunt, "p teen-please don't hurt teen me anymore." "Do you promise teen to be good and do what I say," he asked softly while nibbling on her neck.?." "I-I promise," she teen sobbed, "I really do." "That's a good girl," he said while helping orgasm her out of the shower, "now let's get orgasm some ice for those nipples."
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