I’m like a beached whale when my bucket makes a hollow plastic thud on the tile floor, the last mouthful refusing to go down until my stomach makes space. xvideos suddenly, the world doesn’t smell so bad. Gameday. Maybe because all of my training was on my knees and they don’t want to throw me off. It’ll fix itself in a few hours. She finishes the whole thing, but instead of smiling triumphantly, the gaze of her pale face stays locked on the bottom of the empty bucket. “Come on, you piss-sluts. Just the guttural sounds of LT’s reset trigger a series of gags I can hardly keep under control.
