“this toy here is great, as I slowly turn the dial on your new toy hun it will pull your nipples harder” I turned the handle a little bit and Abby...started to scream “don’t start screaming now bitch the fun is just starting” continuing to turn the handle till her tits are a cone shape. Seeing tears run down her eyes I start laughing at her. Picking up the paddle I start pounding it herring her muffled shrieks as her ass turns bright red and I can only imagine with all her struggling how much her. The Comanches were riding around the wagon fast enough that it was going to be very difficult to score a reliable hit on a man at that distance, but the horses made a much more inviting target. Therefore, the horses it was.The man in the wagon had a pistol which he was using against the Comanches, but not very effectively. He was very sensible in not exposing any more flesh than he could help as he took his shots, but this limited his ability to aim, so, up to this point, he had not scored a. Somewhere in a corner of her heart, she felt she had already lost her heart - to her father. She knew his faults of course. Her father liked to flirt, but she also knew that only one woman could score with him, and that was her mother. God, how she wished she was her mother! At the same time, these were suppressed feelings, something Bridgette was afraid to bring to the surface. Sure, incest was legal, but she couldn't bear the thought of failure. Moreover, she didn't want to be a threat to her. Ok now that I let you know a little bit about me & my mom & friend let the story start. One day me and Chris were walking to my house we was coming back from school. We got home and my mom was in the living room watching TV she said "Hola niños" that means hey boys in English I replied "hey mom hope you don't mind I invited my friend over" she replied "it's fine". She got up to say if we was hungry I said "yeah" Chris replied "yes ms. Martinez". She replied "ok I'll call you boys in 10 minutes.