“Shut the fuck up.” A gag-ball wrapped around her face and forced its way between her teeth. I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head backwards, making her to look me in the eye while I had my way with her. Her eyes warped with pleasure and wrath, the ball in her mouth leaked with saliva, muffled screams emanating from it. I kept my grip with one hand and grabbed a nipple with the other, squeezing between my thumb and index finger. “You got these pierced, huh? Damn shame you didn’t leave the rings in; guess I’ll have blowjob to fix that.” A small gold chain materialized between Prestira’s breasts, connected to each nipple by a ringed piercing. Prestira’s eyes widened as I conjured a bell weight on the chain, her small breasts stretching slightly. She shook her head frantically when I added another weight, her nipples extending to conical points, her cunt coiling around me in gratitude. “One more?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Prestira twisted in protest, but her eyes begged for it. I added another weight. A stifled scream escaped her mouth as she pushed back against me, her back twitching along the elegant bow of her spine, saliva dripping down her chin from around the ball. “One more?” I whispered into her ear. She looked back at me, her face full of surrender. She didn’t protest this time, but nodded compliantly. I added the last weight. Prestira arched her back as the sensation took hold of her, the weights clanking together as her body shook with my thrusts. I removed the weights from her chain, and her breasts bounced back in response, the tension snapping in her form. She mewled asian around her gag, her eyes softening as they looked up at me, full of surrender. She grinded into me gratefully, her motions only for me, graceful and generous. I could feel the pressure in my loins beginning to build. 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She tilted her moaning face and pressed her mouth to mine, her tongue wrestling with my own, trying to gain a small victory in her lustful defeat. I wouldn’t yield even a small concession, and I pulled her head from mine with a yank of her hair, and plunged my tongue into her mouth. With a final whimper, Prestira surrendered to me completely. I watched our brutal joining from the mirror on the wall. My cock was a piston, her swollen pink labia pulling outward with my retreat, only to be sucked back in with my thrust. I pressed japanese her against the mirror, her breath fogging the glass as her tits Hairy squished against it. I try to wiggle so you rub my clit, but when I do, you stop altogether. I jammed my mother's head japanese on the end of my cock and started blowing what felt like years of pent up seed into her. A tart musk filled my nose. I don't want you cumming yet. Turning, he saw the white men he had heard about approaching. 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