 XYZ always wanted to get drunk. She hated life, she hated the US here, and fetishheel she heel hated her gwailao white boyfriend for the pleasure that he gave her. She was abusive, she was domineering. In so many fetishheel words, she was a bitch. During times when Xian was having fetish sex, she wanted fetish to be strangled, so she would hit Ben . Ben would fetish usually just hold her heel arms down, and fuck her heel for all he was worth, and then heel leave. Tonight, however, would be different heel.
 Xian was tossing in bed, smelling of the Russian vodka of hours earlier. She didn't even respond went he tied her hands behind her back with her own socks. She didn't respond when he blindfolded her with one of her own silk handkerchiefs heel. She did moan when he fetish put the ball gag in her fetish mouth and fetish partially down her fetishheel throat . He slapped her for effect-
 -and she screamed into fetish the gag. Ben smiled as he stared at her lithe fetish bound form, writhing naked fetish in the darkness. Ben then walked over to the fetish closet fetish, and took fetishheel a pair of Xian's gravity cuffs and cinched them around her ankles. Getting her into a fireman's carry, he 'hooked' her ankles to the bar in fetish the door jamb. Xian was always working out doing inverted sit heel ups with heel those cuffs wrapped around her ankles, now she fetish was really going to get a fetishheel workout.
 "Come, again heel."
 Over and over again, as she was overcome fetishheel with the music of her own spheres.
 Xian's head swam. The slapping stopped. Motion by her head. Then-
 Motion by her head fetish, and fetish then -
 THWAP fetish.. AYAH..
 COME AGAIN fetish. Her nether pavilion heel shook like the angry Earth..
 "I have a small surprise for you. Wait out here." Ben strolled into her fetish bathroom with a fetish Costco bag fetishheel and some heel pliers. Taking the fetish old showerhead off, he rubbed some soap fetish on the threads, and put the new fetish acquisition on fetish: a here shower massage. With that fetishheel, that jumped out of the shower, and taking Xia's hand, pushed her fetishheel into the shower, sliding the door fetishheel behind her.
 "YOU STUPID AMERICAN.." She yelled at him. He always did fetish this as a fetish pretense to sex. It made her feel strange, dirty to feel that way. To want it, and feel wanted fetish.
 "Eh? Come again fetish? Did you fetish say something?" Ben usually ignored her, and, at this point usually bent her over in the shower fetishheel for at least one cheap fuck, before she would kick him out of the house. Not this fetish time, though.
 "COME Again." Another stranger cooed in her ear.
 She walked out the door, out to her car, a VW Bug that her fetish last gwailao boyfriend gave her. He was from Santa Cruz, but when he went to fetish Thailand, he gave it to her. She fetish had already been in one accident with it.
 She walked quickly fetish out of the store. She hoped that he couldn't see the fetish wetness that was spreading, the slick feeling of her swelling rosebud against her silk panties. What.? Why should fetish she fetish feel these things? Devils.. This fetish country hated her. She was sure of that. Now heaven was punishing her with fetish filthy nightmares.. Enough. She scolded herself. Now for food here.
 "Welcome to McDonald's, may I take heel your order?" A gwai boy fetish, just out of highschool. So innocent, with no face fetish hair. She thought that he was cute.
 N fetish-no fetish... Thank you very much." Ayah.. Her rosebud itched.. It burned.. For this boy..
 Xian drove off. As she shifted to second, the vibrations from the car were too much. She rubbed her fetish forbidden area thru the shorts all the way home, somehow getting in the house, her frame fetishheel covered in sweat.
 She went to the secret place. Wiping the juices with a wash cloth, she inserted her mother's heirlooms fetish into her red pavilion. Ayah. What a mess fetishheel.. Her juices were all over the floor.. She hoped that neither Ben nor the neighbors would see. She cleaned up fetish the fetish mess, leaving the wash cloth in the sink. Then fetish, she fetish sat back down here on the sofa... Xian took the spheres up into herself, and enjoyed the ringing of fetish the spheres as she thought about the young boy heel, about what she could teach him.
 Xian fetish's fingers disappeared fetish into her panties .
 Xian opened her eyes fetishheel to see Ben standing in fetishheel her living room, the windows open heel. Ayah.. She was fetish still in the fetishheel polo shirt, her panties fetishheel, but no heel shorts.. Ayah.. And her devil boyfriend standing over fetishheel her.. The neighbors..
 SMAK . Ayaaah fetishheel.. She exploded as he did heel, sending the seed of his fetish root down her throat fetish. She quivered as she sucked and swallowed his fetishheel root, then she exploded fetish again as his teeth brushed against heel her rosebud deliciously. His tongue lapped at her fetish bud, sipping her juices.
 They both fetish woke up around 6 in the evening, sweaty with the fetish summer heat of the valley. Xian was sore. Very sore, with her mother's pleasure spheres fetish still inside fetishheel her. Surely fetish the gwailao didn't know, couldn fetish't feel them within heel her!?
 "Look. You are sweaty. You stink. And besides fetish, a shower would be fetish good for both of us fetish." Ben fetish started to heel take fetishheel her hand, lead her to the shower here...
 THUNK
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