Her arms and legs fought a useless battle against the shackles that held her open to his pounding, now faster and deeper. She thrashed about wildly, b...coming one with the chains that bind her. She exists only to please as he ravaged her with ever increasing intensity. Her screams of joy crashed through the wall tied tightly between her lips. The room was spinning as she threw her head back and looked up. In the dream like image above she saw a slave, bound and gagged, under complete control of. And watched. But I didn’t discover that until after Cody released me with his delicious knot pulling out of my now very well used cunt. But there was something about the atmosphere of being fucked all day by man or dog out in the open that had me in a perpetually horny state. And even all this fucking wasn’t tempering that feeling enough to keep me from wanting to go down and teasing the guys for more. That’s when I discovered the couple in the boat alongside us. Talking about me with. She’s 6 ft. 3 inchesHer double-F Cup breasts, the size of gargantuan watermelons, are all natural,and her booty gives a new meaning to the term “Badonkadonk”.All told, she’s got to weigh t least 235 lbs. with her giant frame & that huge butt she’s got.[this is a drawing I did Of Steph -- this is what she actually looks like from my recollection]So yeah, we’re a bit of an interesting contrast in “reversed Stereotypes”Well anyways, the story I’m going to here tell, happened late at night one. You are also only ten. I’m not ten. She shouted. I am eleven. This time it was almost a whisper. Okay you’re eleven but you are still my sister and still a kid. But you’re only just thirteen. You are eighteen months older than me, and I look a lot older than you. We both sat there in silence for what seemed like ages. Then Penny said. You don’t like me then? I didn’t say that. If you weren’t my sister it would be okay. Then imagine I’m not your sister and that I’m older. With that she.