I was afraid she was going to blow up and get into a shouting match or even a shoving match with Doña Antonia, and if she did, it wasn’t going to e...d well. I could only hope that Melody kept things calm. I quickly walked home, arriving just before Jessica and Kara.“Hi, Pumpkin!” I said, walking into the sunroom.“Dada!” she cooed as I scooped her up for a kiss.“Hi boys, how are you today?” I said to Jesse and Matthew.“Good!” Jesse said. “Peter was here. We had fun!”“That’s good. What did you. "Now we will find out just how elastic she is," he laughed sadistically."Goodbye Mandi," were the only thoughts to go through Ralph's mind. "If he has already hit bottom she's a goner. He has at least six more inches of salami to shove into the bitch."The idea that the black man was about to rip Mandi's insides apart was exciting Ralph more then he had ever thought possible. His cock felt like a piece of hot steel in his hand.As the black man pushed deeper into her; Ralph could see her body. One, two, three, only then, at the third or fourth becoming aware of my hips as they continue thrusting and her voice, my wife still underneath, with me, doing this.‘My pussy’s milking you, love. You’re filling me up. I feel you’.My cum shooting into her, five… six, each stroke silkier, wetter. How many cummy pulses, warm cum, semen filling her? Eleven, twelve maybe? A decrescendo, a deflation. Done. Over. Still in her. A little limp. A different state of mind. Exhaling, resting on her body.‘Oh. She felt the zippers being pulled closed, making the boot part of her foot. She then watched helplessly as her father used some wire and built on loops to wire closed the boots, crimping the end of the wire together, making it impossible for the boots to be removed. Sarah squirmed as she saw her father return from the box again, this time holding a fancy bridle assembly in his hands. As he approached her head, she could see the connected ball bit gag built into the bridle, and tried to.