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Arielle Lane sits on a couch with tan rope coiling tightly around her chest and legs while duct-tape sealed her lips. Eager to escape, she slipped the shoes off her bare feet so she could hop toward a door but her bold initiative was rewarded with a hogtie that left Arielle arching on the floor as her shapely bare soles flexed high above her hands.
Arielle Lane sits on a couch with tan rope coiling tightly around her chest and legs while duct-tape sealed her lips. Eager to escape, she slipped the shoes off her bare feet so she could hop toward a door but her bold initiative was rewarded with a hogtie that left Arielle arching on the floor as her shapely bare soles flexed high above her hands.
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