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"What the..?" Denise exclaimed. The girls moved too quickly for her, and several minutes later they had her clothes ripped off and laying strewn about the office, Asami Joh hands tied behind Asami Joh back and a cloth gag in her mouth. Her legs were still free, but two of the girls held them down, while Debbie kept Asami Joh seated. Terri seemed to be the ringleader. Denise's heart pounded and Asami Joh eyes were wide with uncertainty, fear. Terri opened a small duffle bag and brought out a pair of leather and cloth boots. The leather boots had a cloth legging attacthed and Asami Joh began to slide these on Denise's legs. She watched from her captive position as Terri slid the boots on, the tops of the leggings coming almost to her crotch. Asami Joh the put a leather and chain collar on her teacher, with a long leather thong or leash. Once done, Asami Joh turned the thong over to Debbie who pulled it taut to keep the teacher in Asami Joh chair. Terri then climbed onto the desk, kneeling and doing a strip tease until she was naked in front of Denise. The girl was only nineteen, but Asami Joh knowledge of sensual movements was ages old. Terri moved closer until Asami Joh knees were on the edge closest to Denise, and Asami Joh knelt upright, towering over her. "So!" Asami Joh said, "You want to know what my pussy looks like filled with my boyfriend's sperm? You've fantasized about it running out of my Asami Joh gallery wet pussy?" Denise felt Asami Joh own pussy contract, hearing her fantasy said out loud in ...(cont.)
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