The tip was round, and the head was modeled with a rim. At the other end, it’s base, it had two semicircular bulges, a hint of balls. For the first ...ime I held a dildo in my hands. I did not have to lubricate it. As wet as I was, it would slip in immediately. I spread my legs and let it glide in. it filled me completely and my lips were stretched. I did not care if anybody would hear me, I moaned in pleasure. When it was completely engulfed, I twisted and turned it, so that the ‘balls’ would be. Then, his pressure increased as he followed the curves and crevices. He seemed to enjoy it, he made a little noise and I could tell he wanted more. He teased my clit so lightly and I bit my lip. There was no denying it: I was becoming aroused.Slowly, he slipped a finger into me. Instinctively, I spread my legs wider for him. He could feel how wet I was. Going knuckles deep was a piece of cake. He did, too. Vigorously. He started with one finger and how many he added, I cannot not say.. This outfit was supposed to let my body breathe. I couldn't where anything else. Well, except the corset.My Mom insisted that I start wearing a corset when I was fouteen. She always used to tell me, "Yasmina, you got to hide your goods when you're to young, or you'll never get a man. But you better be ready for him, if you want him to marry you." My Dad was in agreement with my Mom on this issue. He always had me serve his guests when he had guys over to watch football. The only other woman. They formed a caravan of sorts with most of the entourage hidden under the sheltering canvas to make their way to the new home. The fields around the estate were not being tended but they were in fairly good shape considering the fact they were fallow for a full year. Most of the animals had been either sold or stolen. Robert came to the quick conclusion that they would have to purchase their stock at the nearby farmer’s market to begin their noble experiment. Fortunately, they still had plenty.