BBC Fantasy: Stag and Vixen Share a Load

She spotted Mr. Edward Stevens. Tiny4k full She felt her right breast being squeezed. She saw him leer at her chest and she knew that she got his attention. He also made a fortune in smuggling. “Please, stop,” Clarissa begged her rapist. “Who sent you, Clarissa? This was preserved so well that you can still smell the faint aroma of its contents.” He handed her the bottle. A man named Mr. He lay her helpless body on the bed. She walked to the bar, sauntering gracefully in front of him, and turning heads toward her while doing so. She felt his hands move from her mound to her breasts. “Yes, I would love that.” She replied. Clarissa arched her back and screamed as his penis penetrated her. Who sent you?”
“No one.” She answered with a trembling voice. Mr. He gave her ass a light slap. Clarissa gasped in surprise and inhaled the fumes of the chloroformed cloth. The vibrator stopped. Stevens talking with someone. He kissed and sucked her neck passionately. Stevens played with her breasts, then ran his hands up and down her thighs. Stevens played with her breasts, then ran his hands up and down her thighs. Stevens again stood up and took another glass of iced tea. They told her to be discreet because the auction is not legal. Last month there was an underground auction of illegal ancient artifacts. Stevens teased her by slowly running his hands up and down her thighs, and fondling her breasts.