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Bastinado limit for an unsuccessful robber (FHD) – Bondagio g bdsm
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Studio:Bondagio
Format:mp4
Length:42 min
Resolution:1080p
Format:mp4
Length:42 min
Resolution:1080p
a treacherous path one day. A towering oak tree framed a daring plan. Why not try being a burglar just for fun? she pondered. We are open to create custom clips with your fetish. Feel free to contact us (email is above). Sangini was known for her adventurous spirit and boundless curiosity. Her days were filled with exploring the hidden corners of the town, and her imagination often led her to the most unexpected places. One day, Sanginis mischievous thoughts led her down a treacherous path. In the shadows of a towering oak tree, she hatched a daring plan. Why not try being a burglar, just for fun? she mused, a playful glint in her eyes. With a black mask and nimble fingers, Sangini crept through the cobblestone streets, drawn by the allure of the unknown. The house she chose was a grand mansion, wrapped in ivy and steeped in mystery. Its windows glistened like diamonds under the sunlight. Sanginis heart raced as she picked the lock, her breath mingling with the air. The thrill of the forbidden danced through her veins, every creak of the floorboards playing a wicked symphony. Inside, the mansion revealed its secrets - opulent tapestries, glittering chandeliers, and precious artifacts whispered tales of a life of luxury. Sangini marveled at the treasures surrounding her, each one holding a story untold. Unbeknownst to Sangini, the owner of the house, a wise, skillful man named Kalahari, had been roused by the unfamiliar sounds. His senses honed by years of living alone, he moved like a ghost through the corridors, shadows embracing him. Just as Sangini passed a pool in the yard and reached for a couch in a living room, she was grabbed from behind by strong, firmly hands. There’s no chance to escape from that grip and Sangini decides to wait what waits her next. The voice of a powerful man is resonating with authority and command, so when he ordered: “Take your...