
I walked into the living room carrying the heaviest bag yet. Aunt Rina was already broken and waiting exactly as ordered — completely naked, wrists and ankles tied tightly, forehead pressed to the floor, ass raised high like a ruined fucktoy. Her body was still marked with welts, bruises, and dried cum from the previous nights. Her cunt was swollen and leaking, her asshole visibly gaping and twitching.












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