“Assume the position” he said. “Getting a bit too cheeky lately young slave,” he said. “I think it’s time for you to be reminded who’s in charge here.” He went whiteguy and got a leather belt from one of his indiangirl pairs of trousers and dangled it in front of my face. Vicky was just staring at me. “Right” he said, “out on the balcony and over that table, Vicky, will you hold her arms down please?” We went out and I got over BigCock the table and opened my legs before he told me to. After a couple of adjustments in my position he started and I started counting. After about 3 Jon was getting his aim better (or should that be worse), and he was managing to get just one cheek and the end of the belt was wrapping round my cheek and hitting my pussy and clit. I was having difficulty keeping quiet but the noise of the belt hitting me must have been enough to attract the attention of the 2 young girls next door. Vicky told Jon that she could just see them through the window. Jon said, “so what!” and continued. Jon stopped when we got to ten and I managed to hold back the tears as I got up and went into the room. "Yes, I have my mother's Mustang," Carol said. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing whiteguy the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. Her thong was the only thing in the way now, and after pulling it down to her thighs I grabbed her hips with one hand while using the other to brush my dick against her pussy. They were serious for over a year. Upon arrival at Kelly’s, her hug came to mind…the press of her breasts against my chest, her tiny frame in my arms, the smell of her hair, the smoothness of her skin against my arm…the fact she neglected to wear a bra…but her comment didn’t register. “In all three of your holes.” "I would be honored." she whispered touching his hand over her stomach. “That's so wicked of you. She rubbed her hand against her other arm, stroking up and down it. We all stripped just as soon as we turned the corner and walked the last little bit totally naked. Galvanized he finished the slow process of taking off her panties. I’ve got a 12 pack of Coors Light ided down, if you think we might need more, I’m sure you have a 12er or two laying around.” "I'm getting close." Jenny came over to me and asked if she could talk to me, privately. Milly just looked at me, then down BigCock at my crotch. “Please let me go, I promise I won’t do any of those things. I wrapped my hands together around his head and arched my back, his defiling fingers triggering me to squirm in pleasure. “There’s a remote chance management might go for it. Quite the opposite, in fact. After all, Clara likes it when men appreciate her wit, and the man knows this. "Yeah, but at least I have enough," she collected and pushed her breasts into the opening of the V-neck shirt, "if it wasn't a dream." “Take her. I just know her from delivering here for the last few years. “Would you like that baby? My cock became drenched in Melissa’s pussy fluids. I felt a measure of relief, and also a swell of pride for my daughters, who a year ago would’ve run to me for aid in such a situation. Abby kept her head down. Yeah, this “woman” had a comically-large penis, and a hairless set of testicles to boot, all dangling between her perfectly-shaped legs. She kept saying " I'm cumming ... I sat and waited for about another minute. Blushing, she even allowed Hobbit to stick his snout between her knees. “Let’s go!” I turned and walked out of the bedroom and headed for the front indiangirl door. “Caci, I promise I won’t let you down. “Look at that! He just hoped that this would end well, for the three of them. She would playfully say “hey Brantley, I need to borrow your cock for a minute” and then shove it inside her, bouncing, while I happily watched the show or sucked her tits. I think we’ll go fuck or something” Eli added. “Then just think of it as something special Lorlei. Though I can see a naked hooded woman.