"It's Jason," Monique said.The man looked at both of us. "Are you positive?" he asked.Monique ran into the house, leaving me alone with the man as I l...oked closely at the picture. I could not be sure of when it was taken, but I did notice that the dark look, which had appeared in many of his pictures from the resort, seemed gone. The picture did upset me quite a bit though, as the woman with him was holding him tightly. I was going to ask more when Monique reappeared with a handful of photos."I. I sighed ‘Oh, Danielle, this feels so good!’ She let out a girlish ‘yay!’ and got started on my pole. Back and forth her blonde mane bobbed, her tongue cradled my shaft and tickled the helmet. Her lips wore tight around the shaft and her hands massaged my buttocks, legs and chest, running the occasional fingernail across my nipples that sent waves of pleasure thru my shaft. She took me out of her throat, ‘hmmm you like that, huh?’ She started massaging my balls with my tongue while squeeze. Yes. Yes. Fuck yes" I cried out to him. "I'm cumming, fuck yes. More baby, more. Don't stop," I pleaded as I came hard all over my hand.He plunged deep and hard. The ripping of my ass was such a pleasure I started to cum again. His rock hard cock seared into me, splitting my ass open. He tore my insides as he pleased himself. His need for me, my ass taking over, no longer concerned for my pain, just his pleasure."You want me to fill your ass my little whore?" he said loudly between thrusts. I. With my knees out off the sides of the chair, and myankles pulled back, I was trapped on the dildo securely! Next, I set to working on strapping myself into the chair.The back of the chair was open, and had a center panel betweenthe two side uprights. The top was a heavy, carved hunk of wood.This was an old, well crafted chair! The center was reinforcedin the back, with a 2" x 2" piece of oak centered in it's 5 inchwidth. I took one of the two wide leather straps I had on the traytable.