Isn't this a male fantasy, to be hung like a bull? Well you are now. And perhaps your'e wondering why you don't feel their weight, must be,ooh, (thum...ing his inflated skin tight balls and smiling) at least a hundred pounds there. You would be in a lot of pain if they weren'tresting on a stool we put under you guys. If I kick out the stool you will really find out what true male pain is." "Gasp! Then, what, what are you going to do?" "Your'e going to join the march down to the milking. We would do the rest.He arrived and started to take his clothes off. K looked at me and said he was hot! She had on black stockings, a black under boob bra and looked very hot. He laid on the bed and I laid down next to his waist. I started to rub his cock through his underwear. K was standing at the foot of the bed fingering herself. I asked her what she wanted me to do. She said to lick the head of his cock. I eased his underwear down and this beautiful cock head showed with lots of pre-cum. The bus finally departed the bus stand and I was all the more excited with each and every passing minute as I sat there by the window listening to music.After a brief moment, I felt someone tapping my arm when I noticed it was none other than this lady whom I had helped earlier. I took out my earphones and asked her if she needed anything. To this, she replied she wasn’t sleepy and asked if she could accompany me. Since there was nobody with me, I honestly didn’t mind, and she came over.We. Daddy knows what I need. He fucks me with the belt over my eyes, and it feels so good, and it hurts, and I grunt like an animal and lift my hips and push myself against him, trying to come, and feeling the carpet rubbing roughly against my back with each of Daddy’s thrusts, and then he turns me over and fucks me from behind, like a dog, and he puts the belt around my neck and pulls it tight, and I try to control my panic and keep my breathing to little sips of air. I can barely breathe, and I.