They took a leg each and forced them apart and forward so they could tie them to the front legs of the thing. I was uncomfortable, helpless and vulner...ble, and I couldn't even protest. I saw them out of the corner of my eye, putting on surgical examination gloves, then they were poking around my cunt, putting cold, slippery stuff there, poking it in my cunt ... and ass! I'd never let anyone in there! No... !The door opened. It was behind me, so I couldn't see."She's all yours. We strongly. ”I went and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, before dashing off for my taxi, unwittingly setting up another contributing event.We always met at the ‘Jolly Stag’ pub and invariably we would exchange the woes of the week. Pete, tall, disgustingly handsome, with wavy fair hair, but unmarried always had a tale of how some female parent or other was lusting after his body. On this night it was a mid-thirties blond mother who had put her hand on his knee.“I think I could be in there,” he crowed,. And he asked me if I liked the way he touched me. I cried out yes. And he put his hands on my hips. And pulled me back even harder on him. Now his hard dick was sliding through my juices. From back to front. His big dick felt so good. Pushed between my tiny, pink, swollen pussy lips. Running all the way up to my button. Making me shake all over. That I started grinding against him. And we kept going faster and faster. All of a sudden my body started jerking even harder. I screamed out to papa.. "Barton almost panicked. Rod would kill Kim if he hit her nearly that hard. "Do as he says, darling," he said softly.So Kim tied her new husband to the chair."Now, you get your clothes off and get on the bed," Rod said to her."NO," screamed both Kim and Barton simultaneously, as they suddenly saw where this was going.Rod removed a knife from his belt and held it to Barton's neck. "Do you want me to cut your husband's throat," he said.Kim immediately began to undress. Her fingers were shaking,.