It is always fun when Alice brings home a new boyfriend from Montreal. After a nice formal dinner, he is given drugged apple pie. Few can resist. After the dope wears off, the chains are in place. Watch it all, on the pay site.
Between torture sessions for Alice's Montreal Boyfriend, I fornicated with this wonderful Toronto tart. She was scented as a peach, but that new rubber dress had me in its spell. I never once tied her up. She stole my wallet.
He still has chest hair in this picture, so it must still be Saturday night. This picture does not show the hot swelling from the fresh tattoo Alice put on him, while we held him down.
The cupcake girl at the Pleasure Center was this rookie just up from the minors. Aside from the fact that she would punch you in the balls if you told her that she looked like Avril Lavigne, this little firecracker was doing her first shift.
He is not such a smart mouth now that we have pulled off his chest hair with hot wax and painted his toe nails a metallic sky blue. His nipples have just been pierced and we have yet to put the leather collar around his neck.
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