I whimper and blush as my skirt is flipped up and my legs are spread apart and tied at the ankles to the bench as quick practiced fingers smear lube o... and in both of my holes a few quick pumps of his fingers testing my resistance before he steps back and another presence hovers behind me.Their hands holding my hips as the head of a very large dildo rubs against my lubed pussy before slowly getting thrust in and in and IN.My legs shake as I’m stretched to my limits the whorls and ridges on the. It was enough to see Little Dog finally get up off the grass and go home, her father patting him on the shoulder as he dragged his feet off their lawn.At that age, Rosalia’s accent was more like her father’s Sengalese French. Every day she set foot in school she hated the sound of her own voice. She had more than one girl’s share of things for the other kids to make fun of, but at least she wasn’t as bad off as Little Dog. That boy didn’t know how to talk at all. Every time the teacher called. What to do? Fortunately, Candy's Mumsy had a brilliant idea once I'd explained my dilemma. She told Candy to cover her ears with her hands, grabbed some duct tape from under the sink, and wrapped it around Candy's head three or four times covering both her hands and her eyes, and then, just for good measure slapped a piece across her mouth. How clever. Then she said something about Candy being a 'See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil' monkey now which I didn't really understand, and then. She looked at the door onelast time, wondering about escaping of this place. But in the samemoment the man climbed onto the bed and spread her long, slim legs.Smiling, he mounted her and thrust his cock hard into her gaping gash.As his cock penetrated her, last, tiny, remaining pieces of the Ranma'smanliness were definitely destroyed, just like her virginity. All shecould say was, "Ohh yesss, daaaddy!"The construction worker and Ranma fucked for the rest of the eveningand long night. Ranma let.