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I am at the dungeon of my friend Mistress Viola, our slave is lying like a carpet ready to be pierced by our heels. We start trampling him without pity at the same time switching place not sparing any part of his body. We crush his cock and his balls piercing them everywhere because it is nothing but an object and he doesn't need them. As time passes you will see how his body is covered by our own marks without any pity. Our heels are truly destructive and the jerk has no escape, he can only suffer motionless as a doormat and feel inside himself that this is the sole purpose of his existenc...
I am at the dungeon of my friend Mistress Viola, our slave is lying like a carpet ready to be pierced by our heels. We start trampling him without pity at the same time switching place not sparing any part of his body. We crush his cock and his balls piercing them everywhere because it is nothing but an object and he doesn't need them. As time passes you will see how his body is covered by our own marks without any pity. Our heels are truly destructive and the jerk has no escape, he can only suffer motionless as a doormat and feel inside himself that this is the sole purpose of his existenc...
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