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“Come on, bro… Stop fighting it and shut the fuck up!!!" “I know you’re straight, but my date didn't show up, and you have to ‘help me out’…!!!”

And then his bro’s cock.

Alex was tranquilized and bundled up for delivery.

Got tied up after the game

…what’s that, bro?..”untie me”….nah bro…I’m just getting warmed up…you too, bro?…looks like you’re starting to sweat…all that struggling, huh…hehhehheh…

Mmmm! In Daddy’s rope.

My professor had been driving me crazy with extra assignments and catch up work, so I did a little home invasion and set to reminding him that I was the boss. A few hours tickling and smacking his feet and edging his cock ought to remind him.

This is what happens when you go snooping through other people’s business - Ropework and photography by GiveIn 2011.

When I said “stop talking” I meant it, slut. Let me help you follow the rules.

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“UHH!?! UHNGH!!”