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Apprentice Ryan’s figure shook like a leaf as he bent over the bench. He looked at the dark, shiny beefsticks underneath him, a sort of trail of where he had come from. He felt Grandmaster Angus’ big, wooly forearms on his holey out ass, caressing him and soothing him as he perved down at the objects of his atonement. The very first few speculums opened up him out fine, with only a humble amount of fight before he found himself satisfied with his own capability. But the last two did him in, opening up him beyond what he could handle, leaving him a shaking, exhausted wreck. He attempted to muster up the energy to continue, but alas, he had to bow out, leaving the final and biggest cork unconquered. As a result, Grandmaster Angus had to give him his punishment. Ryan didn’t know what was coming. He knew the leaders had unusual methods of keeping initiates in line, but he was lucky to have had to practice them all. As he awaited his fate, he took the time to catch his breath, steeling himself Angus’ plans, even permitting himself to find pleasure in the mild massages to his ass. Ryan felt a sizzling tongue on his hole, a much needed salve on his weary insides. He unleashed mild moans, grateful for the sensitive rubdown and relaxation. He dreamed to sight back, but he was told to keep his eyes forward and his forearms on the bench, locking himself in place for what was to come. His ears were careful to pick up on the sound of clothes rustling and falling behind him. Grandmaster Angus was leisurely eliminating his t-shirt and pants, stripping down to just his underwear as Apprentice Ryan conformed his orders.
Apprentice Ryan’s figure shook like a leaf as he bent over the bench. He looked at the dark, shiny beefsticks underneath him, a sort of trail of where he had come from. He felt Grandmaster Angus’ big, wooly forearms on his holey out ass, caressing him and soothing him as he perved down at the objects of his atonement. The very first few speculums opened up him out fine, with only a humble amount of fight before he found himself satisfied with his own capability. But the last two did him in, opening up him beyond what he could handle, leaving him a shaking, exhausted wreck. He attempted to muster up the energy to continue, but alas, he had to bow out, leaving the final and biggest cork unconquered. As a result, Grandmaster Angus had to give him his punishment. Ryan didn’t know what was coming. He knew the leaders had unusual methods of keeping initiates in line, but he was lucky to have had to practice them all. As he awaited his fate, he took the time to catch his breath, steeling himself Angus’ plans, even permitting himself to find pleasure in the mild massages to his ass. Ryan felt a sizzling tongue on his hole, a much needed salve on his weary insides. He unleashed mild moans, grateful for the sensitive rubdown and relaxation. He dreamed to sight back, but he was told to keep his eyes forward and his forearms on the bench, locking himself in place for what was to come. His ears were careful to pick up on the sound of clothes rustling and falling behind him. Grandmaster Angus was leisurely eliminating his t-shirt and pants, stripping down to just his underwear as Apprentice Ryan conformed his orders.
Added: 2021-10-18 • Views: 13 • Duration: 28:56
