. different.”Rebecca reached for my buckle, winked at her daughter, “Big for his age.”Rebecca and Rosie and I crossed Market — dodging a large...freight wagon towed by two red and white Ayrshire oxen — and walked the two blocks down to the Holy Redemption Church of the Resurrected. The new bell tolled.As they did in bed, they put me in the middle. Rebecca holding one arm, Rosie the other. Sheriff’s badge polished and pinned to my vest. Eight-gauge resting on my left shoulder, Peacemaker in my. I expect you at 7:30P.M. you will stay the entire weekend. you will be naked.? he kept his gaze onthe wooden flooring below him, afraid and embarrassed. This would be the firsttime, ever, that his secret desires would be met. Ellen watched him, moving Her eyes hungrily along his nudeform, then along the walls of the room. The cabin was not Hers, but one that aFriend had allowed Her to borrow. Her eyes danced merrily at the assortment oftoys on the far wall, floggers, straps, paddles (with and. As he re-entered my face he reached out and put his hands on the back of my head. There was no force, his hands just seemed to rest there as his hips moved forward. he moved in increments, slow and deeper, slow and deeper, steadily forward. Adjusting the angle of thrust, hitting the former barrier, once twice, then a third time then a long steady push, and again he was inside and he rested, eased back to let me get some air, then again forward. He'd moved so far forward my nose was hard against. ”Kiki nodded. “Your big ... Amazon body. Kiki is petite in some crucial dimensions. Your fist would be too much.”Emily continued to finger-fuck her. “Well, I’ve only had my fingers in one other vagina before, but I must say that yours does seem awfully tight.”Kiki groaned and nodded, holding on to Emily’s wrist. “A blessing and a curse.”“Were you able to fist me?” Emily asked absent-mindedly, still tormenting Kiki.“I ... probably ... could have.” Kiki nodded. “I needed one of my fingers for.