If you call me a sissy or whipped, I can kick your ass. You feel me? Cool. Anyhow, I’m whipping up a surprise for my Fathiyah. I am preparing a New ...ngland Clam Chowder. It’s a tasty little dish. A bark distracts me and I almost burn myself. Damn. It’s Adbul, the big Doberman whom my Fathiyah was walking around with when we first met. I’ve grown to love the damn mutt. It’s weird, eh? Oh, man. I’m still saying eh, even months after moving back to my home State of Connecticut from the Province of. He was being beatensenseless."Lucky for you, slut, I wear something just for this occasion"She gets up and pulls down her G shorts, revealing a 12 inch cock. She stoodover him and slammed the dildo down in his mouth. Her strong muscled legssqueezed around his head, threaten to break it like a ripe melon. She shovedit deep in his face, face fucking him, getting the strapon wet. Her handsgrabbed his hair pulling it. Her slaved gagged on the big dildo. Heathersmiled enjoying the friction. Her. Admittedly, Ron was a bit overprotective of his baby sister, but if she was going to be snogging anyone, he was glad it was Harry. Of course, Ron knew that snogging alone was not enough to satisfy a randy sixteen year old boy, and that was why Harry was now wanking in the shower. As far as he knew, Harry’s relationship with Ginny was still in the snogging stage, and that was probably all he wanted to know if he was honest with himself, so unlike if Harry had been going out with some other girl,. Tigers were the best because the killing stroke or bite was almost instantaneous and the runner wouldn't suffer for much longer than a scream. The dog and horse handlers caught those less fortunate. The dogs were not so bad, usually a quick fuck or suck and the runner was off again, although weakened by the experience, but the horses were bad. The human body is not designed to accommodate something as long as half a metre, but the horse wasn't about to be careful and no restraints were used..