The Blindfolded and Begging Slut 4

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The sedan drove out of the city center and into a large, sprawling public park. It was late, but the park was not completely empty. Sara could hear the distant sound of a fountain, the rustling of leaves in the wind, and the occasional voices of people walking on the nearby paths. She still wore the blindfold, her body exhausted but her p***y already throbbing with need again. The car stopped on a secluded gravel road. He got out and opened her door, helping her out of the car. Her high heels sank into the soft earth. The night air was thick with the smell of damp grass and pine trees. "Take off the dress and the shoes," he ordered. Sara pulled the dress over her head and kicked off her heels. She stood naked on the grass, the cool blades tickling her bare feet. The blindfold made her h

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