" I'm a dryad, Laurel, the same as you. We're... we're _female_ treespirits. Now that I've healed, my... my hormones, I guess, are startingto kick in.... Damn, that means that I'm -- hell, no way. I'm no damned fruit." Maybe you... we... are. Do you know what another name for dryads is?" Let me guess, is it something dirty?" Wood nymphs, nymphs, like in _nymphos_. They were supposed to prefersatyrs, guys that were half man and half goat, but the legends say thatthey'd jump anything male." You're. You must imagine our friend veiw. A wide open fanny, lips all a sunder, dripping in juices, and below the perfect button and anus caverty. I leaned across Brenda's raised legs, my fingers returned to their work. Plunge, withdraw. Plunge, withdraw. The actions were quiet savage now with strong repetative strokes. Brenda's back arched and her fanny seemed to responded to my fingers by sucking them in then pushing back out as I withdrew, in anticpation of the next inward motion. She was getting. Only unintelligible sounds emerged. Tanya’s arms were also tied up on her back with duct tape. She got terribly frightened as she realized that her sons had apparently planned this in details. Soon after Tanya found herself lying on her stomack over the knees of her eldest son, who was sitting on a kitchen chair while the younger son held her twisted arms firmly locked. “A whore like you, Mom, deserves to be punished, so now you are going to be spanked!” Joe said and smacked his mother’s butt,. " With that comment hemotions me into my living room and before I realize it he pushes me overthe back of my couch. With all the petticoats under this dress my skirtfly’s up completely exposing my behind to him. "Ah now that is a verypretty site. Your little sissy ass up in the air for me." I hear himunlock the padlock securing the plug in me and think thank god I canfinally take that thing out. I feel the chains being pulled off of me.Than I feel a slight tugging at the plug buried inside me..