But a couple of years ago, I sprained both ankles when the old rope rotted through and sent me flying like a trapeze artist with no catcher. So Poppa ...eplaced it with one-inch nylon rope to make sure that never happened again. I loved the nylon because it was so smooth and thick and easy to hang onto. The swing itself was very high, plus the tree it was in was located on the edge of a hill high enough to look down on the barn. Once you got going, it seemed like you were soaring out over the. She rubbed my pussy with the palm of her hand, "Do you want me to give this area more attention?" I nodded as adamantly as I could manage. But again, it was not enough for Patricia. She tugged my hair again, ordering: "Ask me, Katelyn!" "Please, stop teasing me and rub my clit!" I begged, moaning. "I'll do even better," she declared, she dug a pair of handcuffs from her purse beside the bed. She quickly fastened my hands to the bedrail above my head. I shivered in pleasure. She. It was so lovely of them to all get hard again for her. They weregood boys.===================As he rode his Harley through the streets of San Francisco, Charliebarked a voice command to the phonemic in his American flag helmet. "CallKayla Cumbubbles."Of course, his sissy slave picked up instantly. Given how her voicesounded as she answered with, "OMG, I need to be making men cum," she wasclearly at the end of one of her sessions and thus had a mouth full ofmen's cum. It was nice having a sissy. I started fucking her faster now, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling it gently as I stretched her ass. She began breathing heavily and moaning more frantically now until, for the second time, she came hard. She screamed through the gag as I pushed in and out of her ass and she came, her pussy flowing and the pleasure almost causing her to black out.About ready to cum, I pushed in one more time all the way to the balls and exploded in her, filling her ass with gallons of cum. My orgasm.