The plug was in, my stretched sphincter already starting to hug it with excitement. “Good ass!” Greg said and smirked. He tugged on the plug a bit to make sure it was sitting the right way. Then with the help of the protruding metal ring, he turned it slowly which made its uneven width churn my rectum, then he turned it the other way and made me sexy push girl it out without any success. “Take me to the kitchen, donkey!” he asked. I pulled my master and his chariot once more to the other end of the house. In the kitchen, he searched for a string that he tied around the metal ring protruding out of my ass. He tugged a few times and each time the plug pushed against my sphincter only to fall down girlfriend and hit my prostate when Greg stopped pulling. It was a heavenly feeling either way! He sat on the chair again, his feet on my cheeks, and asked me to take him to the office. It was not easy. On the way there, Greg pulled the string a few times and I felt my guts would spill out either through my asshole or through the hole my ripped balls would leave soon. I was ready to cum. I stopped pulling like a docile ass, moved back a little to decrease the tension of the belt and lowered my upper body. Greg was quick to notice and quicker to act. First off, he jumped off the chair and kicked it away pulling my balls violently, giving me shivers. Then he knelt right in front of me and held my head with both his hands, each of his palms on my ears, his fingers covering the nape of my neck and his thumbs right next to my nose shoving more than half of his eight hard inches in my mouth. Wanting to please him as a true slave, I looked up and saw he had the string to my heart-shaped plug between his teeth. On the first convulsion shooting my teen sperm and while my asshole was at couple its tightest, my boy shook his head back and up pulling the plug out of my trembling orifice. As this happened quite teens unexpectedly, I twitched and moaned. Greg grabbed the opportunity and blocked my nostrils with his thumbs, then, when I tried to breathe through the mouth, instead of air, my lungs pulled his cock down my throat. It is the worst fitting, but it is great fun once it heals." “Actually let's get the unpleasant part out of the way. Liz's breathing became sexy more laboured as Beth increased the tempo of her finger on Liz's slippery nub and as Liz slammed down driving the dildo as far into her ass as she could Beth nipped her clit between her fingernails causing Liz to squirt onto Beth's pussy and upper couple thighs. I arrived at the restaurant, a nice local teens business, not one of the national chains. When will it work right on me?” I couldn’t girlfriend tell if it was Jon’s teen or the boy’s hands that were exploring the front of my body, but it was nice and I put my head back, closed my eyes and dreamed. Enjoy your style of diplomacy.” She giggled “Can we just go to your house and I’ll just wear your clothes?” Currently she was wearing an old T-shirt which struggled to cover her enormous tits. It was not the kind of smile I could refuse. ___________________ Everyone was probing for answers anywhere they could. I found an email on girl her cell phone, where she's telling her best friend, Linda, all about how happy she is to finally be pregnant again, and then asking Linda not to say a word about it to anyone. He felt like he was spraying his seed directly into her womb, moaning louder as her pussy milked every last drop from his cock. She and Chelsea burst into laughter.