Her legs were raised and knees well apart, it was obvious she was wanking with a vibrator, she has a few I found them under her cupboard drawers with ... few sexy photos I admit I have wanked over myself.Very swiftly she arched her back let out a moan and shuddered and yes I had come gallons in that few seconds.I slipped into her loo and cleaned myself up, when I came out her light was off and all quiet.I never said anything and really believe she never knew.We had always been in the habit of. It to me is almost special privilege to see cellulite, spider veins and such. I climbed onto the other side of her bed and lay close to her and we kissed and let our hands roam each other's body. Fondling her breast made the nipple hard so I just had to put my mouth on it..."You like those nipples more now than when I fed you with them," she said. I answered, "I know a lot more now!" I returned to kissing her face and mouth while my hand moved down her torso...and found her inviting mound and a. After I came, Paul got on me missionary style and eased his prick into me. As he fucked me, Paul told me how wonderful I was and how much he enjoyed being with me. I really started to think he meant it. “God, Stephanie. You’re beautiful. I wish you could be mine and mine alone.”“Even after I’ve fucked so many guys in the company?”“Even so.”After he came, Paul rolled off me and sweetly stroked my body until he started to get hard again. Unlike most of the others, he didn’t ask me to suck him off. She then proceeds to clasp her ankles to the table, leaving the local cow chained face down, ass up on the waist high table. Through the red ball gag, the cow moos in fear.I walk up to Tracy, with her new clamp in hand."You're name is no longer Tracy. It's now Rapewhore. Say it." I coldly look into her eyes.She pauses a moment, with a desperate plea in her sad eyes. Then she does as I've commanded. "My name is....Rapewhore. Daddy." You don't understand Rapewhore. When I give you a gift, you.