He then repeated the process with her left nipple. "How does it feel, slave?" She looked down at her nipples for a few brief seconds and couldn't help...but think that it didn't feel nearly as bad as she remembered. "Lift your head." As she raised her head he gently lifted her hair and slid a blindfold over her eyes, then lightly touched her forehead so she knew she could lower her head again. She heard him reach into the bag again and wondered what was next. Perhaps a gag? Weights to connect to. “Please lick me” I groaned. “Where?” “My ass, please lick my ass” “Pull it open for me” he ordered I grabbed my cheeks and pulled my ass open, he smiled “You’re a good boy” in a low growling voice I moaned as soon as I felt his tongue touch my hole, licking it, pushing harder and harder. His tongue started to push inside of me, opening me up getting deeper and deeper. I could hear him grunting as he fucked me with his tongue, as he fucked my ass with his tongue. I don’t know how long he was. My parents insisted on a military type school. I was on my way to becoming a little punk and strict school discipline would "straighten" me out. Well, the "out" part was right. If they only knew how un-straight that school would make me! It was 1959. It was the year of the Barbi doll, but my dolls were named Bobby and Peter and Billy. The DeSoto had a front grill dripping with chrome and rear fins soaring like a jet-plane. The car was ugly as hell. Nineteen fifty-nine was before the pill,. For the first time she was able to get a good look around her , being surrounded by unknown naked sweaty men as they watched her fucking while sipping beers , the two sipping beers came and stood at the side of the bed and watched as she put her legs up over the shoulders of her lover between her legs , her chubby friend lay beside her stroking her breasts and belly as the guy between her legs wrapped his arms around her thighs and held her tight as he started to slowly but firmly thrust into.