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If all goes well, it will be twice as big as it was before! Usually, she submits to my will, but on this occasion, she displayed unacceptable resistance. There was also a cardboard box, but I didn't care to reveal its contents to Joan yet. The table was the perfect height upon which to rest her tits.

I didn't have to tell her to remove the panty hose. She knew what she was in for, though. Now I revealed my plan to her. And how will he look at you then? She winced, knowing she would have nothing else to wear home she had long ago learned not to bring extra clothes Wife spanking husband stories her in her car; she knew I would follow her home and be sure that she walked back into her house wearing whatever I wished. Although only 5 ft, 2 inches tall, her legs Mpreg sex stories an illusion of incredible length and grace.

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When she refused, I left her immediately, returning to my office fuming. Finally, I opened the door and led her into what was to be Hell for the afternoon. I took the rope and tied it tightly above her knees, spreading her legs to fasten them to the opposite legs of the table. An hour later, Joan entered Concert grope story office whispering apologies and explanations.

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