He got closer, clutching my waist between his legs, and swung his belt. I gasped, the pain of the first strike is always stronger than expected. He was, as always, flogged measured, widely swinging, holding the strap on red hot buttocks, thighs touching, especially the sensitive inner thigh, somewhere at the fifteenth blow me, moaning, tried to reduce the pain from his legs together, but she heard a sharp cry: Push the legs, who gave you permission to change the position?
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