Though their breasts were small just the fact that they were getting rough with each other made me wet. I drove my car into the garage and put it in p...rk. I sat for a moment before rubbing my thighs together to create a little friction. It wasnt enough. I needed more. I got out of my car quickly and grabbed my camera gear. When I entered the house Rosalie was the first girl I saw. She was walking by with a copy of Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. Master? she asked. Rosalie, I need. It has all been planned out by Laura, she even gave me this tool to use so I could have a proper orgasm on the big day; is what she told me anyways.I run my fingers through my naturally blonde hair as I step out of my boxers, looking down myself I twist and turn to get a good look at it. I've had it on for almost a week now but I've never quite gotten used it. It just feels so humiliating wearing a locked cage over my penis. I'm not sure if it's a fetish of Laura's but I don't mind if it is,. He somehow managed to hold it off and slowly sank more and more of his dick into the small girl. Hannah was already weeping in misery and trying in vain to escape from underneath the obese fiend. “God fuck you’re tight! Jesus Christ you’re fucking tight!” Billy screamed jubilantly, as he pushed forward until his entire cock was buried inside Hannah’s sex. “Please stop! Please stop this!” Hannah begged, squirming around desperately as the ugly, fat man started violently thrusting in and out of. I am in heaven as it was good opportunity to proceed but I have hesitated as it may spoil our relationship.So I consoled her after some time we went off.We had dinner outside and I have dropped at her home.I went home and masturbated thinking of the whole situation.Next day morning I got a message that Kavya:” Sorry for yesterday”.Me: For What?(pretended as I don’t remember anything)Kavya: Nothing….What else?Me: Going for playing CricketKavya: ok carry onMe: No problem …tell me anything.