Sophia was frogmarched into her large kitchen/diner and it became obvious to her that this had been well planned, the 6 chairs had been moved from aro...nd her solid oak farmhouse dining table, she saw the ropes tied to each leg of the table and knew instinctively that they were there to restrain her in place. Fighting hard to prevent them moving her Sophia found herself being held by the guy standing behind her, the one in front then raised his hands and fondled her breast's through her summer. So Matt deliberately stayed away from Abby and watched over her from afar, allowing the man to have some private moment with Abby. Soon Abby found a book and sat on the floor reading it. However, she sat crossed-legged and covered her panties well with her dress. The man remained close-by her, pretending to find books through the shelves. Matt kept watch until he was disturbed by a promoter. He tried to be as polite as possible to reject the promoter’s offer and get back to his exciting task.. ’ He looked at her with a blank expression. ‘I just like it for the colors. Blue, gray, black. Very pretty.’ He said wryly. She stifled a giggle and hid her smile behind her hand. ‘So, can I offer you the Aidan Scodelario tour of the place? No drab facts about realism and the deconstruction of society through the paradigm of colors at all that jazz. I’ll just point out the ones I find aesthetically pleasing.’ She was laughing out loud now, relaxed by the easy smile on his face. He could be. "Ohh Yes please Father," I begged. He worked a liberal quantity into my hole, letting the tips of his fingers slip in and out. "Would you like a little banana with your yogurt?" he asked, a smile on his face. Now I realised why he wanted the extra banana. "Yes Father, Yes," I panted bearly able to contain myself. He peeled the banana and dipped it in the yogurt. Then lifting it to my hole he applied a steady force. My anus parted and my muscles relaxed as the fruit eased up my ass. Further.