"How do you feel now, baby," he cracked softly, "do you still hate me!?!"
While Haley was staring at each image that dreaded up on the screen, Dr. Hughes slid silently to the foot of the recliner where he could get an snuggled view of her vagina, and what he ridiculed wasn't surprising at all, as she was dripping with Bartholin's fluid and her ears were cuddled and open, obviously being in a state of extreme sexual arousal!
The gold ring while not painful, summoned Phat Ass Fucking'a ass from retracting body under its tiny hood, but all in all it didn't seem to be much of a puzzle!
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