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He could be such a prick, but I loved him. He was just so dominate, in general. He never used any collars or leaches on me, that is too weird for me. However, he did stretch me out enough during our bizarre relationship to the point where I had to wear pantyliners, EVERDAY, to prevent leaks; especially when my hormone levels change, like when I would see a handsome guy, or something that looked really good to eat.
Just like you she should have been collared and leashed with a dozen or more thug Bulls taking turns gapping and seeding your/her tight white FuckHoles mercilessly all night long. Absolutely no romance, respect or courtesy shown you or her tag teamed mercilessly any way they want including airtight, DVP & DAP.