About 30 minutes later my doorbell went, I opened thedoor and their he was. I invited him to come in, he was very stressed and nervous I saw. Sit down...I said, what you wana drink? A beer? I took 2 cans ofbeer out of the fridge, and gave him one. Slowly start talking, I wander why hewana talk to me. A hole week I have problems, always thinking about last weekwhat happened there, I don’t know what to think about it, I liked it I but think that I am not gay. My girlfriend saw me naked, and she was. Cheryl’s only possible movements were to breath, wiggling her toes and fingers, and moving her head around, giving her some perception of what was happening to her. She stared at her arms and legs for a few moments, starting to realize how much control both men now had over her.Chapter 2:Marco gave her little time to get acquainted to her position. While she was mentally preparing herself for all the torments to come, Cheryl did not notice a big, firm leather riding crop flying though the thin,. He was a big dog and had a penis to match that filled her up quite nicely. He began to rapidly drive it in and pull it out and her pussy was already sensitive because of his tongue and he soon had her cunt singing "Oh god King ,” She moaned. The dog was like a machine, he was pounding it into her faster that you can imagine. His big furry balls were slapping against her with each thrust. After another five minutes She had another still very satisfying orgasm. All the good boys we're cheering. ” She gasps. “Don’t stop. Punish your little whore.”So I turn her pale ass red with the brush. Spanking past where I would normally stop, even if it was just my hand.Then she lays on her back, spreading her legs and putting her hands behind her head. I can’t take my eyes off her big perky tits.“That’s right daddy, those are next. First I want you to brush my pussy.” I must look confused. “The bristles, daddy. Directly on my pussy. I want to feel it.”I place one hand on her fuzzy pubis. And the.