How To Have Doggy Style Sex With A Curvy Mom (featuring Patricia)

the talles guy quickly stands next to me, grabs my hair, yanks my head back and menacingly hisses into my face: “you stop whining, nobody wants to buy a whiney bitch. who? then he quickly ties a rope through one of the metal rings built into the collar. they shake hands again and without looking at me he walks off the platform yanking me behind him. they drag me out of the van and to a group of people standing a couple of metres away. when i was dressed she led me to one of the rooms down the hall. when i was dressed she led me to one of the rooms down the hall. she’s made to be a little fucktoy! a man stands next to me holding several ropes in his hand. we even took this picture together, remember?” i glanced at it, as i remembered how he had insisted to take a selfie with me – and just me.