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A Distracted Accountant Part Two SHOE FETISH video from Sophia Smith
A Distracted Accountant Part Two SHOE FETISH by Sophia Smith You're sitting on the couch, legs crossed. Look at your phone for a while until I enter the room. You say I'm being starey again. “Oh...no I'm not wearing my black kitten heels today. Um...yeah, I am a size 6”, you say, almost impressed at my guess. Wait, why are we talking about my shoes?” “Did you need something?” “Tuesday 3 o'clock, yes they told me.” You roll your eyes. Next scene, wearing black heels: You're lying on the couch with your legs outstretched, one foot crossed over the other (your shoes nearest the camera). You're staring at a sheet of paper. Eventually stand up and walk back and forth a couple of times. Then slowly step out of one shoe at a time without using your hands, leaving them propped up beside each other. You walk around barefoot and the shoes are still in view as well. Cut to a shot where the shoes are no longer there. You come back in the door, looking down. You notice the shoes are missing and then you spot me. Walk towards the camera and bend down to look down at me as if I'm on the floor. “What are you doing?” you ask, softly. Your hands are on your hips as you wait for my answer. “Nothing?” Cross your arms. "You were just moving them. Okaaay". "You know what. Why don't you put a tick beside my name that I've already attended your boring lecture and we'll pretend THIS never happened." I go to leave but forget what i'm still holding. "Um...my shoes?" Pull them out from behind the camera, looking confused.
duration 23:43
Meredith & DD R'Moan - Real Couple - Our First Consensual **** Scene - Struggle & Clothes-Tearing, Bound Wrists, Forced Orgasms & Face-Fucking, Squirting, Multiple Positions - Part 1 of 4 video from MeredithTourmaline
Meredith & DD R'Moan - Real Couple - Our First Consensual **** Scene - Struggle & Clothes-Tearing, Bound Wrists, Forced Orgasms & Face-Fucking, Squirting, Multiple Positions - Part 1 of 4 by MeredithTourmaline DD R'Moan and I get into some sexy trouble and roleplay together. I'm late for my job interview at the library, but DD won't let me leave. He wants to posses me. As I step toward the door, all dressed up in my brand new fuchsia blouse and grey wool pleated skirt, he grabs ahold of me and circumvents my escape. He pushes me back into bed, forces my boots off my feet, and starts ripping my clothes.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I don't just let it happen. I put up a fight. I beg him to let me leave. I can't be late. But he doesn't listen. He lifts my skirt and rips my black lace tights, revealing rose-pink lace underwear, which he pulls aside to finger-fuck me. It's tempting to stay - I don't want to admit how good this feels. I've got other things to do.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I struggle some more.

























































































































































































































































































































































































And then he unbuckles his belt.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I know what's next. As he lowers his tight jeans, old and faded and soft, I kiss his hard cock through his underwear, hoping to placate him. If I do this, will he let me go? My hot pink lipstick stains his underwear, his stomach, his thighs.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I'm a brat. When he removes his underwear, revealing his hard cock, I refuse. I reach for my mug of morning coffee and stare him down as I take long, slow sips. I make him wait. I frustrate him. I thwart his attempts to intimidate me.

























































































































































































































































































































































































But he splashes my coffee in my face and forces his dick down my throat anyway. He straddles me, weight on my chest, and face-fucks me, shoving his cock quicker and quicker. He chokes me, spanks me, pulls my hair. He tears my clothes some more, as I still refuse to take them off for him. He uses the cuffs of my torn-up blouse to bind my wrists.

























































































































































































































































































































































































And though I don't want to be here, he forces me to come.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I'll never make it to my interview at the library on time. I'll probably never make it at all. I am grouchy and petulant.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I've lost so much.

























































































































































































































































































































































































He fucks me in multiple positions. Sometimes I struggle, sometimes I give in. After all, it feels good. I don't want to admit it, but it does.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I moan in aggravated pleasure. DD makes me spread my legs for the camera, makes me squirt.

























































































































































































































































































































































































When will he let me leave?
duration 34:15
The Stuffed Secretary video from BlackxRose92
The Stuffed Secretary by BlackxRose92 Custom video: "Your a secretary for a new office and your dressed extra sexy today for work in a short and tight skirt and top that are really snug and promiscuous You want to look sexy for the boss's son, whom you have a crush on. You quickly eat your big lunch after accidentally purchasing a two person meal, but can't leave leftovers and so have to eat it all. After finishing your lunch you notices that your skirt and top are tighter all of a sudden and you're worried your crush will see you with too tight fitting clothes. You unbutton your bottom buttons on your top. You unbutton/unzip skirt. Then you notice that your lunch bloated your belly. Then a few mins later your boss has lunch delivered to the breakroom.









































































































































































































You are shocked, but still full and kind of bloated. So you want to look sexy for the bosses son. So you say I have to suck in my belly so he thinks I'm a slender sexy woman. So you suck it in and button your top and skirt back. You walk into the lunch room and sit down. Still sucking in your get in a little icky and a little in discomfortable bloating. The boss tells you that his son and I got lunch and decided to get you lunch too. Your eyes get wide as you just eat your lunch and are really full. You tell your boss that you really appreciate him getting you lunch but you have a lot of work and you're just eat it on your own while you work. Your boss says nonsense whatever you working on can wait half hour hour so just eat your lunch here with us and relax, because it's all for you. You're always working and never take breaks.I appreciate your hard work but I think you need to take a little bit more time for yourself. After all the compliments you have no choice and give in.









































































































































































































You stuff yourself, barely managing to eat the lunch the boss bought you. As your eating your belly gets even bigger and you can't hide it by sucking it in. So you try to hide it by any means possible. Then all a sudden the bosses son comes in and you try to look extra sexy. He sits down to eat lunch with the two of you. Your so full, even worse now with chowing the food down that your getting sick to your stomach. Also at the same time you make a fool of yourself trying to flirt with the bosses son. Finally you finish the lunch and lean back on the chair. Not caring your making a fool of yourself to the bosses son. You complain about being to stuffed, overfull, and so massively, chubby bloated. The son say you okay and you say I have to go and rush out."
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