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"Remember when I said some rare people can throw off my long-term commands? Well, I can sense that you're one of them, buddy. I'm sorry, man. Climb up on the rail." Rob does so, looking down at the highway. The camera shows it's very busy, and the cars are moving fast. "Get ready to step forward, and...go!" Rob does so socks and falls out of frame, and within a second there is a loud thump and the screeching of tires. The camera moves forward to peer over the railing and the dark shape of tits a human body can be seen flying down the highway, tumbling over and over for dozens of feet. Finally, it big comes to pussy its final rest. "Bye, Rob." A pause as the camera swings around and down. "Now how do I get the memory card out of this thing?" The previous footage is property of the Macon skirt County Sheriff's Office. It was found on a memory card in the possession of an unidentified male who collapsed in a high end restaurant. She said to me, now that her breathing had returned to normal. Then she pressed her hard cock against my pussy lips. Imagine big this, a young athletic woman, 5’3”, with waist length dirty blonde hair, D-cup breasts and a killer ass to boot. Bobbi didn’t move except to look at the waitress. I wish I could experience it again; the pain is just so… perfect. “I want to be on top.” I whimpered after he stopped kissing. Then I left. As I'd often imagined, sex was the best thing ever. “You can go now,” the big woman pussy murmured. I’ll be there.” But he was content on humiliating me as much as he can. They could already see the way Dana and I looked at each other, socks spoke to one another and acted around one another that to choose someone else would equate to sacrilege in their tits eyes. That violated another rule, but I was feeling too good to care. “That’s what skirt you want?” She nodded, my cock still in her mouth. I shuddered and squirmed on my stool. She noticed it especially when she went shopping at the mall. Cum in her! He lifted her up and was inside of her.