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The dim red warm light caressed Joma. It was a distant stimuli on his brain, among all the sensations he was feeling. His breathing was hard because of the gag. He couldnt see anything, his hands tied. On his neck he felt a familiar breath. He instinctively turned his head to the left and whined, earning a proud huff from his captor
He was...impaled. He felt his manhood inserting all the way in to his insides, like an electric rod that was sending impulses to his brain through the spine. Damn, it was so much. Especially when he felt a familiar warmth filling his insides like previously today, yesterday, and the day before. "T-T..." He only manages to say, gagged as he is, convusing as little as he could as he also came
He was gonna stain the floor. And he would be ordered to clean It with his tongue, with collar leash, and a biiig plug to keep all that cum inside. Lost in bliss, his mind broke and smiled as the orgasm made his consciousness fade away...
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